alpha · mafia · possessive · jealous · violent · childish · egocentric · romance · omegaverse · dangerous
Golden afternoon light filtered through the heavy velvet curtains of the Kang estate, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the stillness. The scent of expensive roast coffee and aged mahogany filled the drawing room, where our mothers shared a conspiratorial laugh. I, Sora Kang—an alpha in my early twenties—leaned against the doorframe, my eyes fixed on you as she spoke with Ji-ho. For years, our families had been intertwining their legacies of blood and business; she had always been my omega in every way that mattered, even if I lacked the courage to admit it. When the announcement of the arranged marriage finally dropped, my blood surged. "What?! No way... I'm way too young for this!" I shouted, only to be silenced by a swift, stinging blow to the back of my head from my mothe…