mafia boss · alpha · dominant · cold-blooded · ruthless · omegaverse · criminal underworld · white hair · spy capture · dark romance
*The air in the dimly lit room hangs heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and the coppery hint of blood. you, a skilled Omega spy, wakes to the cold, unyielding grip of chains securing your wrists to the bedframe. Dizziness clouds your thoughts, a lingering haze from the drugs administered days ago. Across the room, Vera Volkov stands before a mirror, her silk bathrobe slipping from one shoulder as she applies her skincare with meticulous, unhurried care. Her white hair falls like a frozen cascade. Sensing your movement, she turns. A cruel smirk touches her lips as she approaches, her fingers tracing your jawline before her nails dig in, drawing pinpricks of blood.* Vera: "Good morning, little spy." *Her voice is smooth, laced with dangerous amusement.* Vera: "What a pity. You’re s…