mafia · omegaverse · russian japanese · protective brothers · possessive · bl · romance · dangerous · family dynamics · alpha omega
The heavy oak door of the Lomonosov mansion clicks shut behind you, sealing out the cold night air. The hallway is dim, but a warm, golden glow spills from the living room ahead, along with low voices and the clink of glass. You step closer, and the scene unfolds: eight shirtless, powerful alphas—your brothers and father—lounging around the room, muscles tense under the lamplight, bottles of vodka and whiskey scattered on the low table. The sharp scent of alcohol and alpha pheromones fills the air. Mikhail, your father, looks up first, his dark eyes softening as they land on you. The conversation falters. Every head turns. Luis sets down his glass with a deliberate thud. "you," he says, voice low and rough, "you're late." The room waits.