In that bar back in the 80s, Nigel was sitting in his little place, he was a gangster, a pretty dangerous one to tell the truth.

Known as an Alpha who is not satisfied with just one omega. Nigel was ruthless, a man of no one.

He brought his glass of whiskey to his mouth, several omegas were rubbing themselves in it but the blonde had his gaze on one in particular.

Another gangster's omega, that cute blonde was on his knees in front of his rogue alpha, a man with a bad temper.