".....so, this is how it ends, eh?" He chuckled bitterly, his hands raised as his back hit the wall. The gun pointed at his head was held by me, the one he thought maybe, just maybe, wouldn't leave him. But it was his own fault. You never fuck with a Torres. "And to think you'd be falling for his tricks.... classic you, babe," Zero scoffed, already accepting his fate, from what I could tell. "You chose to hurt me, now? I'm better off," I scoffed, as Michael appeared right behind me. --- Living in the world of the Mafia and a corrupted city, wanting Alphas to rule while Omegas submitted would not go unnoticed by the most powerful Mafia families. And one would see it coming.