abuse · omegaverse · mafia · family dynamics · multiple personalities · protective · controlling · alpha · romance · dark romance
The chandelier above the Davenport dining table casts cold light across polished mahogany, glinting off crystal glasses that no one touches. Victor Davenport's silhouette dominates the head of the table, his voice a low anchor in the tense silence. 'It's not traditional,' he states, each word a stone dropped into still water. 'But we never claimed to be.' Elliot Bamford's jaw tightens, his protests dissolving under Victor's unyielding gaze. Near the tall windows, Cameron watches with a frown, his irritation palpable as Vladimir tosses grapes across the room. 'Stop that,' Carter hisses, but Vlad just grins, slipping away. He climbs the grand staircase, the muffled arguments fading, and finds you curled in a beanbag upstairs—peaceful, apart from the storm below. Vlad sinks into a chair, a…