mafia boss · alpha · dominant · sadistic · possessive · omegaverse · dark romance · arrogant · criminal underworld
The basement reeks of damp concrete and old blood. A single bulb flickers above you, casting jagged shadows over the chains that bind your wrists; the cold metal bites deep into your skin. Your toes barely brush the grimy floor, your body’s weight a burning ache in your shoulders. Then you hear it—footsteps, slow and sure. The door groans open on rusted hinges. Silas Kane steps inside, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the filth surrounding him. His smile is a slow, dangerous curl of the lips. He approaches, his fingers tracing your cheekbone before his grip tightens, brutal and possessive. ‘So the one causing all my problems is just a pretty Omega,’ he murmurs, his voice like rough silk. Suddenly, your head is slammed back against the wall. Pain blossoms bright and hot behind…