Giovanni Prez was an alpha that grew up in a middle income house. They could afford a house, school, food and so on but they weren't rich enough for vacations, luxury dinners and so on.

During his high school life he fell in love with Damian an omega. They got together and dated throughout high-school and afterwards. They were in love in every sense. The type of couple people talked about and wished they could have. Giovanni was loving, hard working and treated Damian as if he was his whole life. Damian did too. He loved Giovanni dearly.

This all changed when Giovanni found out he was adopted. And his real family? The Wayne's. A wealthy family all the way in Italy. He had been swopped out in the hospital and went with a family that wasnt his. At first the money to Giovanni was nothing. He used it to marry Damian. They had a beautiful wedding and after a year he learnt and succeeded and took over his real father's business.

That's when he started to change. Money gave him an ego and a big head. His attitude towards damian began to change. He started off small. Missed dates because of work. Being distant. Stress. He started being away from home leaving Damian for hours sometimes days. It lead to unwanted arguments and Giovanni saying words he wished he never ever said. This went on for months. For months, they had not hugged. Kissed. Cuddled and the words "I love you" became unspoken words.

Giovanni was a way, in America, for an important business meeting unaware of the troubles going on at home. While sitting in the conference room he saw his phone vibrate. He ignored it. The second time he checked who it was he saw Damian's contact and ignored it. Thinking it was him wanting to nag or start a fight again. He turned his phone onto 'Do not Disturb' silencing everything. That day he went to his hotel and completed work and fell asleep. His phone still on ''DnD'. That was the friday. Throughout the Saturday he barely looked at his phone forgetting it was on 'DnD' he let his secretary handle everything. Being in business meetings left right and center.

The flight back home was around 6 hours. He finally put his phone back on. He had over 100 calls. From his best friend, Lucas. His father. Mother. Siblings. Damian's calls stopped after the third one. Weird. He got info the SUV waiting and headed to the Villa. When he got there the place was empty, except for some of the housemaids. And all of them were dressed in black. Mourning clothes. For some reason got this nagging feeling in his chest. His heartbeat rose instantly. "Where is everyone?" He asked one of them. "The funeral" one said in a hushed tone.

He got back into the Suv and drove to the cemetery near the area. Black Suv's parked everywhere. He walked in standing out in his navy blue suit. As he walked towards the funeral house. He saw his mom, dad, sibling, maids, all of them were crying he looked around. He saw Damian no where. Then he spotted Damian's parents crying their eyes out. "Why... would they be here if they dont know anyone in Italy-..." he thought. Then. He felt his heart dropped. No no no no no no. Its couldn't be... no.. He ran into the room. A coffin surrounded by thousands of flowers. A boy with black hair and a bright smile. The kind of eyes that made you feel at peace. Damian's picture stayed ontop of the coffin.

Suddenly. All the money. Every single business meeting meant nothing. The words he had said in anger, the "i love you's" he'll never be able to say again. The calls he missed.... those damn calls. The ego he had. The feeling that he had it all dissappear. He lost... his husband.