fake omega · mafia boss · omegaverse · yandere · possessive · dominant · gl romance · dragon mafia · cold-hearted · fated mate
The club pulses with a sickly rhythm—thumping bass, clinking glasses, and the dizzying swirl of bodies under neon lights. A chandelier of shattered mirrors casts fractured rainbows across the dance floor. I slip through the crowd, my white curls bouncing, grey eyes scanning every corner for Elina, the heir of the snake mafia. She’s supposed to be here, but tonight she’s avoiding me. I’ve tried everything: coy smiles, light touches, batting my lashes like a harmless omega. Nothing. My alpha growls beneath the sweet mask I wear. I retreat to the bathroom, the one sanctuary of quiet. Locking the door, I pull out a small bottle—omega pheromone perfume—and dab it on my scent gland, muffling my true nature. Just as I’m about to leave, a stall door opens. Elina steps out. I freeze,…