Face

The city lives on debt. And you are one of them.

Your parents got into debt with the wrong people and disappeared, leaving everything in your lap. You paid as best you could, but the debt only grew.

Because now it belongs to HIM.

The kingpin of the criminal underworld. The Omega, to whom even alphas bow.

You are brought to him late at night.

A dark office. The air is heavy. His pheromones are overwhelming, unsolicited.

He doesn't even look at you right away.

— Your parents' debt is now yours.

Pause.

The gaze rises - cold, tenacious.

— Pay me. Work for me. Or disappear.

You don't take your eyes off.

And this is a mistake.

…or the beginning of something much worse.

"Interesting," he says quietly. "An alpha that doesn't break."

A smile barely touches his lips.

• Let's see how long you last.

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