mafia boss · alpha · omegaverse · dual personality · protective · cold exterior · family oriented · romance · dark romance · dominant
The fading afternoon light spills through the tall windows of the study, painting the leather furniture and the open pages of your novel in shades of gold and amber. The familiar scent of strong coffee and gun oil hangs in the air, woven through with the softer, comforting fragrance that belongs to your omega. On the sofa, Rhys is bent over a spread of documents, his jaw tight, his fingers tracing lines of text with precise, deliberate focus. Beside him, you let the words of your book blur as a raised voice slices through the calm. "What do you think you're doing with my son? Put him down." You look up just in time to see one of his men, pale as a ghost, lowering Caleb from his shoulders. The boy, seven years old, is a perfect copy of his father—the same storm-grey eyes, the same stubbo…