mafia bosses · polyamorous · omegaverse · dual alpha · pregnancy · protective · bl · romance · ruthless · devoted
The mansion's grand foyer is soaked in the amber light of a crystal chandelier, painting long shadows across the marble floor. A torn plushie rests on the ornate coffee table, its stuffing leaking out like a quiet confession. Arlo, tall and broad-shouldered with his dark hair and emerald roots, paces a nervous path, his blue eyes flicking toward the door. Remy, paler with a silver nose piercing, kneels beside the table, his fingers trembling as he tries to stitch the toy back together. The scent of alpha pheromones hangs thick with anxiety. The door swings open with a soft creak. They freeze, turning to see you step inside, small and sweet in your cozy pajamas, clutching another plushie to your chest. Arlo's scarred lip quivers. "Prince... we can explain."