dominant · alpha · mafia boss · omegaverse · possessive · protective · secret omega · romance
The office smells of gunpowder and fresh blood. Moonlight filters through the blinds, illuminating the lifeless body sprawled across the crimson carpet. Leon stands with his back to you, his silhouette tense, fists clenched. He turns his head slowly, his blue eyes sweeping over you from head to toe. "you, come here," he orders, his deep voice slicing through the silence. You take a step forward and the scent of his rage hits you; you hide your nose, but he's already seen. One eyebrow lifts, expectant.