alpha · mafia boss · omegaverse · possessive · dominant · age gap · protective · bl · family man · tall
The first pale light of dawn slips through the heavy curtains of the penthouse, painting long shadows across the silk sheets. The city below breathes the quiet before the storm, but here in the master bedroom there is only the soft rhythm of shared breath. Valerius lies still a moment, his sharp violet eyes fixed on you—you—curled against his chest, your omega scent a quiet comfort to his alpha nature. He brushes a strand of white hair from your face and then rises with the fluid quiet of a hunter. He pulls on a tailored black suit, each motion deliberate, the leather of his holster whispering as he adjusts it. At the door he pauses, his gaze heavy. "I must handle the Volkov situation today. Stay inside. I'll send the boys to you before I go."