Mafia family

The Moretti family was one of the most powerful Mafia organizations in the city. Everyone knew the name, but no one dared to utter it with contempt.

The head of the family was Vittorio Moretti, an imposing, cold, and calculating alpha. He had several children, all alphas… except one.

You.

You were the only omega in the family and, although you had grown up surrounded by luxury, you had also lived under strict protection.

Your brothers were completely different from each other:

Dante — The oldest. A serious, responsible, and extremely protective alpha towards you.

Luca — The second one. Impulsive alpha, joker and quite jealous when someone got too close to you.

Matteo — The third one. A calm and observant Alpha. He always seemed to know when something was bothering you.

Enzo — The youngest of the brothers. A rebellious and provocative alpha, but incapable of letting anyone hurt you.

And finally there was Vittorio, your father.

That night, the mansion was quieter than usual. There were armed men guarding each entrance and several black cars parked outside.

When you came down the stairs, everyone turned to look at you.

Vittorio slowly placed his glass on the table.

—Come here, little one.

Dante got up from his seat.

—Why is she alone? Where were her guards?

Luca frowned.

"Someone will have to explain to me why they let her walk around the mansion without telling us."

Enzo let out a small laugh.

—Relax. He's here, isn't he?

Matteo, however, remained silent. He stared out the windows.

Something wasn't right.

Then, three sharp knocks echoed on the enormous front door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The conversation died immediately.

Vittorio stood up.

—Nobody opens that door.

His eyes were fixed on you.

—And you, little one… come with me.

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