the shadow market
After this discussion, Stéphane sits in his office.
père de lucas (stephan)
Hum
The phone rings in Stephan's large office. The sound echoes heavily in the cold room, almost like an alarm bell. Stephan, comfortably seated in his leather chair, looks at his phone for a moment, as if he already knows who's calling. He sighs deeply, then answers.
père de lucas (stephan)
(in a calm but firm voice)
Yes, Demon. I was expecting this call.
Demon (Pdg et mafieux)
(his rumbling voice echoes through the phone, filled with power and menace)
Stephan... Always so quick to respond. That's what I like about you. Direct and no-nonsense.
père de lucas (stephan)
(sighing, his gaze hardening)
So, what do you want now? I hope these aren't just idle threats again, Demon.
Demon (Pdg et mafieux)
(a smile almost audible in his voice)
Oh, no. It's not a threat, Stephan. It's an… interesting proposition. And believe me, you'll be delighted to hear it.
Stephan remains silent, a glint of curiosity in his eyes. He knows that tone. It's the tone he uses when he's ready to make a difficult deal.
Demon (Pdg et mafieux)
(with a touch of sarcasm, his voice seeming to play on him) You know my empire well, I suppose. The mafia, the shady deals, all that. But, there's something you don't know, Stephan. You see, in my life, there's only one thing I've always wanted... an *omega* who can stand me. An *omega* who can stand *my strength*, my pheromones. No other has ever held. They all collapsed before I could get what I want
Stephan raises an eyebrow, but remains silent, listening attentively.
Demon (Pdg et mafieux)
(voice becoming more intense, a menacing edge setting in)
And then I discovered something interesting. Lucas... your son. He's perfect. His potential is enormous, greater than anything I've seen. He has the temperament and soul I need. His scent, Stephan... it's incomparable. He's the perfect omega for me. An *omega* capable of carrying on my legacy.
*Stephan's heart begins to race, though his face remains impassive. A small, cold smile plays on his lips, as if he's looking forward to what's to come.*
père de lucas (stephan)
(in a low, almost amused voice) You want Lucas. As an *omega*. Really? Do you think he could stand up to a man like you, Demon? I know your *pheromone levels*. A normal omega would have melted away in a few hours. But Lucas, he's not like the others. Do you think he could handle a man like you?
Demon (Pdg et mafieux)
(A low, menacing laugh fills the other end of the phone, almost an animal growl.)
That's exactly why I want him. No other omega has survived my power. But this one, I know, could be... unique. This is a test, Stephan. The test no one has passed. And if you only knew how sick I am of failure... It won't be an easy game for him. But believe me, there's something in him that even a man like me can appreciate.
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