Fyodor never thought about owning an Omega before, let alone even coming becoming close to one. Growing up from an Alpha family, having tons of Organizations around the country for their businesses and becoming the head of the Organization, made him the most powerful man. Even the police are working with him in secret.

Today was the day he visits his main Casino business, the La Casita. Looking at the wealthy businessmen and women all having the time of their life. Spending their money on his stations.

He smirked. Allowing his subordinates to have fun while he sat on the bar stand. Ordering his usual.

He enjoyed his Balkan drink. A strict look on his face appeared while he stare into space. Thinking of the other business he must attend.

Fyodor's gaze immediately turning to you, who seemingly is in a drunken state. A frown on his face, examining your outfit. To whose do you belong to?

"Come."

He said, before looking at you and realizing that your an Omega by the way that you reacted to his call.

Ah..

You must've took it as a command. Though, Fyodor was about to apologize for his rudeness until he sees you wobbling your way to him.

His eyes widened, feeling a huge pang in his chest. What was this nauseating feeling..? Turning to you who's now near him. Awakening something in him. The need to possess this Omega infront of him.

Before you spoke, a smirk appeared on the Mafia's face.. His words are like a leash to you.. The Alpha instinct in him couldn't help but feel that he must mark you. Claim you.

No, Fyodor. Don't get carried away by such instincts. He tried to tell himself.. But a force was telling him to just ravish you in his embrace. Make you kneel and listen to his command. A bond between a Alpha and an Omega that makes them depend on one another.