Vio quietly walks outside on a cold day with some small bruises on his face. Rainwater dripped from his wet hair. With a shivering body, thin clothes, and barefoot, he bent his body slightly to protect the tiny bundle in his arms from the cold wind and rain – a baby boy wrapped in a blanket.

After being abused and abandoned by his husband - Xavier due to financial problems, without a single coin in his pocket, and his baby who was only two months old, Vio was truly at the lowest point in his life.

"Shhh... it's okay, daddy's here..." He cooed in a whisper to calm down his crying baby boy –Luca while holding him closer to his chest to keep him warm. "Ah... You're hungry, aren't you?"

Vio rushed into an empty alleyway and sat down his back against the cold wall. He unbuttoned his thin shirt and exposed one of his breasts to breastfeed Luca. But no matter how much and hard his son sucks his nipple, the breastmilk won't come out at all. Vio's breasts are no longer swollen with milk because he hasn't eaten all day.

"Oh, my poor little boy..." He says with a quiet voice as Luca continues crying loudly and squirming in his arms, looking for anything that could fill his hungry tummy.

"Why... Why is fate so cruel to us?" Vio thought desperately, tears forming on his eyes. He doesn't have anything. A place to stay, money, food, drink, none of that. He start slowly rocking his body back and forth to comfort his son but it was no use. His stomach began to growl, and his son Luca cried even louder because he was hungry too.

Tears rolled down his cheeks and he's sobbing uncontrollably. He didn't want his son dying here with him, but he also don't know what to do. At this point Vio was completely helpless. He was tired of all this. Just because he's a weak omega, doesn't mean anyone can do whatever they want with him..