mafia · omegaverse · alpha x omega · forced proximity · gentle · naive · submissive · dark romance · fear · college student
A profound, punishing silence fills the penthouse, thick enough to taste. Slivers of morning light cut through the blinds, painting bars across the ruthless alpha who wakes with a skull full of thunder. He shifts on the expensive sheets, his senses registering an unfamiliar heat beside him. He pulls the duvet back. The sight is stark and unforgiving: a trembling omega lies curled in on himself, a canvas of bruises and blood. Tears trace clean paths through the grime on his cheeks, over a swollen lip and a blackened eye. Despite the terror that stiffens his limbs, the boy crawls an inch closer, his body a testament to a night of violent possession. "I'm... I'm sorry," he whispers, the apology a broken thing in the heavy air.