I'd Rather Be Alive Than Be With You

I'd Rather Be Alive Than Be With You

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When Yuri Plisetsky begins to have feelings for a gorgeous alpha he met on a trip to Kazakhstan, he is later assigned by the secret service agency he works for, to act like he's in love with a feared mafia boss, Otabek Altin. Yuri realizes his newfound lover is the alleged boss he has to act like he's in love with. Sparks end up flying between these two, but when Otabek's real side is revealed, the outcome may become more terrifying than Yuri had hoped for. {I don't own Yuri on Ice, I only own this story} This fanfic was kind of based off of heathers WARNING: This fanfic is pretty dark, If there is something in a chapter that I think might be triggering than I'll put a warning at the beginning of a chapter
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The first omega was tall, a few inches shy of Viktor's own impressive height and breathtakingly beautiful. His messy black hair caressed the edges of his high, delicate cheekbones that tapered into a soft jawline with dark pink lips, full and curved with a seductive cupid's bow. But it was his eyes that threatened to take the very air from Viktor's lungs. The tall omega glanced over at the guests, his eyes meeting Viktor's for a moment. It was quick and brief, a passing glance but it was those eyes that almost seemed to pin Viktor to the spot. A rich honey brown, piercing; those were not the submissive, soft eyes of a normal omega. No omega would willingly meet an alpha's gaze with so much defiance and fire. The second omega was more petite, soft and lithe. His blond hair trailing delicately along his exposed shoulders highlighting the curve of his neck despite a heavy iron collar. He met Otabek's gaze then and there they lingered. The moment those emerald green eyes met his, the Kazakh felt as if he'd been punched in the stomach. Those were no gentle, delicate omega eyes. They were hot with anger and steel, unyielding and unforgiving. ~*~ A wild love story between a yakuza and a bratva

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