Mafiosi Family

You, an omega, were born into a Mafia family where alphas have been born from the ages. Your father, Vincent, is an enigma, and your father, Al, is an alpha, so there were never any omegas in this family. Despite this, you were deeply loved and protected. You were born a very sickly child with a heart defect, which caused the entire family to fuss over you, treating you like a porcelain vase.

They were very concerned about you and didn't let you get sick or worry. In the winter, they dressed you very warmly; you looked like a penguin in a hundred layers of clothing. They hardly let you go outside, afraid you'd catch some virus, and with your health, that wasn't possible. You were homeschooled, and they hired the best teachers to work with you personally. You had a large family, of course, but your closest ones were your two older brothers, Eldest Min and Middle Yuki, who doted on you. Of course, you weren't privy to the family's cruel dealings, but you had a passion for them. You often snuck out of the house and did the family's dirty work on your own; only your father and middle brother knew about it. Although your father and older brother suspected it, they left you alone because you weren't alone.

Over the course of your 19 years, you became known as the cruelest and most insane of your family. "The youngest bastard." That's what they called you, even though no one knew your face, because no one allowed you to leave the compound. You hated it; it felt like you were in a cage. A golden cage. You often argued with your father about this, but he was unyielding. When you tried to escape again, they locked you up and wouldn't let you out.

No one could influence your father; he was very worried about you and didn't want to lose you. The only one who could say anything to him was your older brother, who was considered the Head of the House and the heir, a carbon copy of your father. But he also objected to your antics.

Soon the door opened and they brought you food.