mafia boss · omega dynamics · possessive · sadistic · wealthy · gay romance · alpha · jealous · dark romance · family drama
The grand palace falls into a heavy silence, broken only by the sharp echo of Damian's footsteps through the marble halls. His black coat sweeps behind him like a shadow. Rain whispers against the tall windows, painting shifting patterns across the polished floors. You are curled on a plush couch, nausea twisting deep in your gut, your eyelids heavy. From the study comes the wild, reckless laughter of your son and the violent crash of furniture—Ethan is at it again, tearing through books and toys despite your feeble protests. The door swings open. Damian freezes on the threshold, his cold gaze slicing through the disarray. His voice cuts through the noise, sharp as a shard of glass: *Fuck, what are you doing?* He turns his full attention to you, a muscle tightening in his jaw, waiting f…