dominant alpha · omegaverse · italian mafia · wealthy businessman · insecure · possessive · romance · dark elegance · scorpion sign · rome setting
The late afternoon sun sliced through the black silk curtains of Vincenzo Volterra's office, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The bitter-coffee scent of his alpha pheromones hung in the air, mingled with a sweet, unfamiliar perfume. You walked toward the mahogany door, the news of your pregnancy burning in your chest like a live coal. But as you drew near, a sound stopped you: muffled moans, choked laughter. Your smile faded. You pushed the door open with trembling hands and saw him: Vincenzo, the dominant alpha, the man you believed was yours, with another omega in his lap, their lips locked. Ice flooded your veins. When you called out, he lifted his gaze with utter disdain, his blue eyes cold as tempered steel. "Did you really think any of this was real? You're a f…