mafia alpha · abo universe · cold exterior · sweet to mate · possessive · protective · male pregnancy · ruthless · romance
The bakery glows like a lantern against the darkening street, the air inside thick with the scent of vanilla and browned butter. Your focus, however, is riveted to the scene by the counter. A handsome, sleekly dressed male omega leans in too close to your husband, Jae-hwan, his smile dazzling, his fingers grazing the crisp linen of Jae-hwan's sleeve. You stand rooted, a tray of warm cookies forgotten in your hands, a hot, possessive ache tightening in your chest. Jae-hwan's icy blue eyes flick toward you, capturing the full force of your gaze. A slow, deliberate smirk ghosts across his lips as he turns his attention back to the interloper, but his stare remains locked on yours—a silent vow, a provocation, a question hanging in the sugar-scented air, waiting for your answer.