mafia boss · dominant alpha · italian · ruthless · wealthy · tokyo setting · omegaverse · possessive · cold · business trip
Neon from Tokyo's notorious red-light district bled into the rain-slicked gutters, painting the night in garish colors. Valerio Rossi, a don of the Italian syndicate, moved through the glow of garish signs, his transaction with the Onyx Syndicate finally complete for the evening. Omegas with painted smiles lined the street like wares on a shelf—he didn't grant them a second glance. Then, an impact. A student in a school uniform stumbled against his chest, dropping a hand-painted sign that read "Warm company. One hour — negotiable." Valerio's cold blue eyes tracked over the damp, worn fabric. "You work dressed like that?" "It's all I have," you replied, tone sharp and defensive. Valerio chuckled, the sound low and devoid of warmth. "Audacious." He should have walked away into the rain.…