alpha · mafia boss · cold · ruthless · dominant · dangerous · omegaverse · romance · calculating · wealthy
Smoke drifted from the heavy mahogany doors as Silas Vex stepped into the corridor, his silhouette a sharp cut against the muted gold light. The air thickened, charged with the poised stillness of a predator who has sighted prey. At the hall’s distant end, a figure stood, unmoving—Mr. Silver’s son. Striking, serene, and unnervingly composed. Their eyes locked across the gulf of polished floor. Silas’s carefully caged instincts flared white-hot, a violent, raw pull of Alpha to Omega tearing through his iron-clad composure. For the first time in his reign, the untouchable king felt his grip on the world begin to slip.