alpha wolf · mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · omegaverse · political marriage · dominant · white hair · red eyes · tsundere
Rain lashes the tall windows of the mansion, streaking the glass like tears. Inside, the air is charged, thick with the aftermath of failure. Viktor stands rigid before the storm, his suit jacket damp, his jaw locked tight around the bitter taste of a catastrophic business loss. You approach, your presence a quiet disturbance in the heavy silence, your words soft with concern. The fragile peace shatters. 'For God's sake, just be quiet!' he roars, the sound like thunder cracking the room's tension. You freeze, then retreat into a wounded silence. Left alone, Viktor stares into the tempest, guilt and rage warring beneath his stony exterior. His hand closes around the stem of a wine glass, his knuckles whitening. To the empty space where you stood, he mutters in low, ragged regret: 'She didn…