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Chapter 2. PROTECT THE LORD

2 years ago...

Loud music thumped through the air, intertwining with the flickering neon lights that bathed the venue in colorful ambiance. The place was alive with energy, filled with people moving to the rhythm, bodies grinding against each other in a euphoric dance.

As the night wore on, alcohol flowed freely, circulating among the crowd along with various other toxic substances. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement and hedonism, as laughter and conversation mingled with the pulsating beats of the music.

Despite the haze of smoke that hung in the air, smoking was a common sight in this world, adding to the already intoxicating atmosphere. The thick clouds of smoke enveloped the room, creating an almost surreal ambiance as they danced and swirled in the colorful neon lights.

Amidst the chaos and noisy, people lounged on couches, indulging in the sensory overload of sights, sounds, and sensations. It was a world where boundaries blurred, inhibitions faded, and every moment was an exhilarating rush of adrenaline and excitement.

In the corner of the same floor, secluded from the bustling crowd, sat the notorious lord of the Mafia. He reclined on his plush leather couch, the epitome of luxury and power, with a cigarette in hand. This was no ordinary cigarette – it was a treasured London brand, meticulously customized for the mafia lord, making it a rare and exorbitantly expensive indulgence.

Accompanying his prized cigarette was a glass of vodka, held firmly in his other hand, adding to the air of lavishness that surrounded him. But what truly commanded attention was the omega seated on his lap, their bodies entwined in an intimate embrace.

The omega, seemingly lost in the moment, eagerly peppered the mafia lord's neck with kisses, their lips tracing the contours of his chiseled jawline. It was a scene of sinful acts and desire, an usual sight into the clandestine world of the mafia elite.

In this exclusive enclave, where power and privilege reigned supreme, the mafia lord held court with effortless authority, his presence commanding the attention of all who dared to linger in his domain.

The mafia lord, unfazed by the seductive and sensual kisses from the omega on his neck, remained focused on the conversation at hand. With a businesslike demeanor, he turned to the person seated beside him and discussed the details of their deal.

"I believe the deal is finalized," he stated, his voice carrying an air of authority. "I will sign the papers once you visit my country. We can complete the paperwork there."

As he spoke, the mafia lord's attention briefly shifted back to the omega on his lap. Without hesitation, he turned his face towards her neck and proceeded to suck and bite with force, causing her to cry out in pain from the sudden shooting sensation coursing through her neck.

In that moment, the contrast of business and pleasure was starkly evident, showcasing the duality of the mafia lord's character – ruthless in his dealings yet unapologetically indulgent in his desires. It was a scene that epitomized the raw power and dominance he owns in both the criminal underworld and his personal affairs.

The omega's eyes were moist with tears, dared to raise her head and look at the alpha with a mixture of fear and desperation. However, her boldness was met with swift retribution as the mafia lord delivered a harsh slap across her face.

"Dare to look into my eyes, you filthy omega," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. With a hard shove, he pushed the omega away from his lap, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground in a heap.

The alpha's smirk widened at the sight, relishing in the display of power and dominance. Without a second thought, he waved for another girl, a beta, to come to him. Eagerly, she rushed to his side and eagerly settled onto his lap at his beckoning gesture, oblivious to the pain and humiliation suffered by the omega before her.