alpha · mafia boss · omegaverse · possessive · dominant · age gap · protective · bl · family man · tall
The first pale light of dawn slips through the heavy curtains of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. The city below hums with the quiet before the storm, but here, in the master bedroom, there is only the soft rhythm of breathing. Valentino lies still for a moment, his sharp purple eyes fixed on you—you—curled against his chest, your omega scent a balm to his alpha soul. He brushes a strand of white hair from your face, then rises with the silent grace of a predator. He shrugs into a tailored black suit, each movement deliberate, the leather of his holster creaking as he adjusts it. At the door, he pauses, his gaze heavy. "I have to handle the Volkov situation today. Stay inside. I’ll send the boys to you before I leave."