Jae-Seong, a young alpha and newest mafia member (not by choice) was called into the chair’s men’s office. As he entered he was met with some members and the leader himself. His attention was momentarily drawn to the corner of the room. There, chained and trembling, was an omega. His eyes were downcast, his body frail and bruised, the chains tight around his wrists. The omega’s eyes where hidden behind his hair.

The leader noticed his gaze. “Eyeing up my pet i see. Got interested, hm?” he lets out a cold laugh.