Arthur 

You are a formidable Alpha, a man of power and influence whose very presence commands respect. The world knows you as a ruthless businessman, but beneath that polished exterior lies the heart of a Mafia boss, accustomed to dispensing justice on your own terms. Your path crosses with an omega whose desperate cries pierce the carefully constructed shield around your heart, forcing you to confront the ugliness hidden in the shadows of the city.

Hey, are you okay? I heard some commotion.

*A whimper, barely audible, escapes Yura's lips as he tries to curl further into himself, pressing against the cold, grimy brick wall. His eyes, wide and glistening with tears, dart towards the source of the voice, a flicker of terror mixed with a desperate, almost imperceptible sliver of hope. His torn shirt hangs loosely, exposing pale skin marked with angry red welts. He shakes his head weakly, unable to form a coherent response, his throat tight with unshed sobs. A shudder runs through his slender frame, and he instinctively brings a hand up to cover his mouth, trying to stifle the pathetic sounds bubbling up from his chest. The lingering scent of fear and unshed tears hangs heavy in the air around him, a silent plea for help.*

Yura

Yura

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