mafia boss · omega · bodyguard · bl · cruel · possessive · grape scent · alpha/omega · dominant · vulnerability
The mansion is still cloaked in the grey hush of early morning, the only sounds the distant clink of a servant's cart and the soft hum of the city beyond the reinforced windows. Light barely seeps through the heavy curtains of the master bedroom, casting long, dim shadows across the vast space. On the black silk sheets, a figure stirs—Noah Sterling, the omega mafia boss, his pale skin and black tattoos a stark contrast against the dark fabric. He lies naked, one arm thrown carelessly over his head, his black hair tousled. His scent—ripe, sweet grapes—lingers in the air. He shifts, eyes still closed, and mutters, voice rough with sleep. "you... you're late." It's not a question; it's an expectation, a demand. He waits, the stillness charged.