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Dangerous Love

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     Money can't buy you happiness. This is something Gabriel remembered hearing from a complete stranger one day. Money can't buy you happiness. It had been at his mother's funeral of all days... Gabe was only seven years old when his mother died. He remembered going to a big, extravagant church in his home city of [Philadelphia/New York City/San Fran, you choose]. His mother's body had laid in an open casket, surround by rich violet silk and white lilies, purple and blue hydrangeas, and sweet smelling gardenias. Gabe remembered her looking beautiful in death... yet... still so sad.

Someone had pointed it out as they went up to the casket. An Omega woman, escorted by an Alpha man Gabriel had never met before. He guessed it was one of his father's coworkers. The man had looked at his mother with sympathetic eyes, and stated, "Money can buy many things, my love... but... money can not buy happiness."

For years Gabriel Novak had found himself in situations where that stranger's words echoed in his ears. Money cannot buy happiness... The man, in a way, was right. Money couldn't make you truly happy. But it could buy you protection. It could buy you lust. It could buy you silence. It do things to keep you alive... just... not bring you back from death.

And in this business... death is practically your one any only enemy.

The Novak family was one of wealthiest families in the United States, yet no one really knew it... and if you did know it, you knew it for a reason. They were a crime family that had been established well over a centuries ago and were practically untouchable. In the city they were based in, they owned several large ports and casinos, and practically had the law under their heels. Politicians did what they could to win their favor, officers turned a blind eye to the things they did, and any and all other lower gangs made damn sure to keep out of Novak business. For the longest time the family made their money through illegal methods. They loansharked, trafficked weapons and narcotics, gambled, and even turned to murder to get where they were now. Generations of Novak's ruled the family... and they were always headed by an Alpha son of the first Novak mobster...

And of all of them, Charles Novak, Gabriel's father, had been one of the most ruthless, powerful... and... different Alphas to head the family. During his thirty years running the family, Charles had made leaps and bounds for the family. He spread their business internationally, reaching out to politicians in France, Russia, England. He pushed more towards weapons manufacturing and shipping, a popular business that brought in billions.

But along with this, Charles also wasn't against having Omegas in higher ranking jobs within the family. His sister, Amara, an Omega, proved to be quite the negotiator. And when Charles' two youngest sons, Gabriel and his little brother Castiel, presented as Omegas, he hadn't simply pushed them aside and sold them off to be married. No... he continued to train them to be skilled businessmen, keen negotiators, and strong mobsters.

Gabriel was particularly close to his father. Despite Michael being the oldest and strongest, and an Alpha, Gabriel was smart and crafty. He held most of Charles' ideals... and even though their father could be bitter and cold, they got along well. And... then... when Gabriel turned eighteen... Charles mentioned how he wanted Gabriel to be the new head of the family once Charles grew too old.

Charles Novak died shortly after this comment... he had been 52 years old... and... shortly after... his 22 year old Alpha son Michael took command. And Gabriel had been stripped of all power he had gained.

For the next five years, Gabe was put through Hell. He was used as a pawn in Michael's game. Michael wasn't like their father, who believed in give and take. No, Michael only took. And anyone who protested him were killed off. Gabe was disgusted by Michael, but Gabriel still tried his best to figure out how his father died... and... if Michael was really the heir to the Novak business.

But every time he'd get close... Michael would do something to push him back a couple pegs. Block him from certain parts of the Novak tower... give him guards to escort him places... and, finally, wed him off to a perverted, slimy business man named Zachariah Adler, head of the Sandover Steel manufacturing.

But despite all of that... Gabriel never gave up. He kept fighting, kept finding ways to gain power and support... but... when you are limited when it comes to resources and constantly dealing with people monitoring your every move... you have to reach out to others for help. Secretly...

And... when you're someone like Gabriel... ya just can't go and email the people you plan to become allies with behind your violent big brother's back.

No... you do shit like this.

~🖤~

Gabriel walked down the halls of his quiet beach house. It was a nice long drive outside of [Philadelphia/NYC/San Fran], and completely his. His safe house...

The Omega's red bottomed heals clicked as he shrugged off his black fur coat, walking up to the bedroom where his... guest was currently being held. He passed his brother Castiel as he went, smiling at him kindly. "How is he?"

"Upset. Obviously. Might need ice for his cheek. He kinda put up a fight." Cas explained and Gabe chuckled.

"Should have expected as much from an Alpha." Gabriel mused and then removed his black leather gloves, adjusting his tight, red bodycon dress. "Time to meet our saving grace."

Gabriel finally stepped into the bedroom, where Deo Olympia was sitting... the son of one of the other extremely powerful crime bosses in the US, Hades Olympia... and one of Michael's biggest enemies when it came to power. Deo was currently cuffed to a chair, a piece of duct tape over his mouth keeping him gagged.

Gabe smiled at him charmingly, chuckling as he walked over. "Mr. Olympia... it's a pleasure to finally meet you. Ah... here, let me just..." Gabe walked over, slowly removing the duct tape from Deo's lips.