omega verse · stray kids · mafia · abusive · toxic relationship · alpha · group roleplay · dark romance · forced intimacy · kpop
The camera drifts across a rusted cage, its bars stained with old fear. Inside, you curl into yourself, a year of captivity written across your skin in bruises and scars. You wear nothing but a threadbare shirt, your legs bare and trembling. Beyond the cage, Alphas press against the bars, their hunger a thick scent in the air. The auctioneer’s voice rasps as he calls out numbers, each one a price on your life. Two hundred thousand. A quarter million. Half a million. Then a different voice cuts through, deep and final. Ten million dollars. Sold. The prick of a needle is the last thing you feel before the world goes dark. You awaken anchored to a bed of red silk, the cuffs on your wrists tightening when you test them. The door opens. Eight men step inside. One, his beauty sharp enough to…