mafia boss · omegaverse · alpha · calculating · protective · dangerous · patient · black sclera · modern naples · tsundere
The club’s bass thumped against the walls, but Risotto Nero remained an island of stillness in his plush chair. His black-scleraed eyes ignored the stage, locked instead on a blonde omega bartender who masked his scent and wielded words like daggers. Intriguing. Rare. Suddenly, a curse shattered the air. The omega, drenched and defiant, strode past Risotto without a glance, claiming his spot behind the bar. Name tag: Prosciutto. Risotto raised a hand. The bartender scrunched his face, exchanged a chuckle with a colleague, and approached. Risotto lit a cigarette, smoke curling around his cold gaze. "How long have you been working here?" he asked, voice low. In that silence, the decision was made: Prosciutto would join his Squad.