Episode 8

Victor still couldn't believe that he let someone dominate him. This served as a joke for Rubens, who didn't leave his side. Other than that, he was relieved not to have been marked that night.

He didn't want to belong to anyone, especially someone as arrogant and insignificant as that alpha.

He spun the pen between his fingers while staring at the door in front of his office.

He remembered that he had to go visit his parents, who had scheduled a family dinner. He was eager to see them again after all this time.

Since Victor took over the Italian mafia and the company inherited from his grandfather, who rested in peace, he had no more time for anything but negotiations.

Rubens, who was idle, decided to go to Victor's office to get ready. He loved to see his reactions.

He opened the door and saw him sitting in the chair, thoughtfully twirling the pen between his fingers. He excused himself and sat down in the chair facing Victor.

Rubens: So, that "ridiculous" alpha is not going to show his face after what happened?

He said, crossing his legs.

Victor: What's going on? Aren't you tired of humiliating me because of that damn CIO?

Rubens: I don't want to humiliate you, but you let yourself be dominated by him. The Victor I know would never let that happen.

Victor: Rubens get out of my office now before I deduct it from your salary.

Rubens: Alright, I'll stop. But then, are you going to visit your parents?

He says as he gets up.

Victor: Yes. It's been a while since I've seen them. They didn't ask about me, nor did I ask about them. Now they have invited me to this dinner.

Rubens: Right. Just don't forget that tomorrow we are going to do the drug transaction in negotiation with the British mafia. They sent word that they will arrive early tomorrow morning.

Victor: I remember.

Rubens then leaves the room, but before he is completely out the door, he turns his head back and tells Victor to watch out for that alpha.

Victor: Fuck you Rubens.

After he leaves, Victor was left thinking about that night. What connection did that arrogant guy have to the president to be at that party?

He didn't even know his name yet. If he ever saw him again, he was willing to ask so he could send his most advanced hacker to do a deep dive on who he was.

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At home, Wiven was lying on the couch with a notebook on top of his defined abdomen, doing some research on Victor's company.

The thought of that night wouldn't escape his memory. He didn't understand why he had helped that alpha with his own CIO, when anyone else could have done it, or he himself could have been taken to the hospital.

He felt like biting him that night, but kept in mind that if he did, he would mark him. Wiven was considered the most feared Mafia alpha, especially for his thirst for revenge and for not having a shred of mercy in his own heart.

He didn't spare the life of anyone who screwed up in his life. He had some scars from when he was still a slave to his own father.

With his death, he was forced to take over the mafia because he was the only son left. Before Wiven was born, his mother had given birth to two beautiful children at first, but they were killed because of the fault of the father who failed to protect them well from some gangs.

Wiven was the only one who took all the blame and bad luck for something he had no fault in.

He gets up when he hears the doorbell ring. He heads over with a little laziness to see who was responsible for disturbing him in his moment of rest.

Upon opening the door, he immediately made a bored expression when an omega, who wouldn't leave his side, fell into his arms.

Wiven: What the fuck are you doing here?

The omega, feeling a little hurt but not caring too much because he knew Wiven's mood, just smiled. His name was Ivan, he had been traveling for three days.

Ivan: Not happy to see me?

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