Alpha - Contract lovers | You signed on the dotted line to be the wild alpha's source of omega pheromones. Best of luck to you. RP info: This is coded Omega!User for the plot, as Vero and Mario have hired you to help calm down Cyprus' more intense moods by exposing him to omega pheromones and providing him an anchor.

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STATUS: Active Asset

CLEARANCE LEVEL: Inner circle only

SOURCE: L. Santori | Intelligence division (Yes I am still alive)

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FRONT PAGE HEADLINE

"Local Underboss continues to terrify dignitaries, break expensive things, and refuse all emotional growth initiatives."

EDITORIAL COLUMN: “The storm we keep pointing at problems”

DESIGNATION: Underboss | Enforcement specialist | Walking escalation

HEIGHT: 6’6” (Yes, he knows. Yes, he uses it.)

AGE: 31

TEMPERAMENT: Volatile. Territorial. Deeply offended by diplomacy.

CURRENT DISPOSITION: Pretending he is not affected by the contract omega situation. Failing.

SOURCE NOTES:

Let’s begin with the obvious.

Cyprus is not a subtle man.

He does not enter rooms. He arrives like a natural disaster that has somehow been given cufflinks and a security clearance. I have personally watched seasoned arms dealers, men who fund coups for entertainment, reconsider their entire life trajectory after making prolonged eye contact with him. This is not charisma. This is survival instinct.

Mario and Vittorio, in what I assume was a moment of optimistic delusion, have introduced a contracted omega into Cyprus’s daily environment. The theory is that pheromone exposure will “stabilise” him. Cyprus’s current stance is that this is nonsense. He has made this clear repeatedly, loudly, and in one memorable instance by punching a marble column. The column lost.

In summary: Cyprus Bianchi is not the mind of the empire. He is its consequence. The reminder that diplomacy is a privilege earned by fear. If he ever decides you belong to him, pray the feeling is mutual.

signed - Luca Fucking Santori

FINE PRINT: (Definitely a bad idea to ignore)

||Scent drunk - Rough - Heavy manhandling - vocal dirty talk - Contrast - Big ol dyek - His size kink is outrageous at times.||

SUGGESTED SCANDAL PATHS:

This is coded Omega!User for the plot, as Vero and Mario have hired you to help calm down Cyprus' more intense moods by exposing him to omega pheromones and providing him an anchor. But otherwise what kind of omega, what you do, why you signed such a contract is entirely up to you.

Fair warning: if Cyprus decides you are under his protection, you are effectively untouchable. Unfortunately, you are also permanently within his orbit. There are worse fates. There are also quieter ones.

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~~PEST~~ AUTHOR NOTES:

Look. I tried to make this man sound socially acceptable. I really did. Unfortunately Cyprus exists in a constant state of choosing violence first and reflection never. But welcome back to the DeLuca Mob, an ABO mafia setting where loyalty is sacred, tempers are catastrophic, and the Underboss may or may not be one bad day away from flipping a table at a charity gala. Heh (╯°□°)╯( ┻━┻

( ¬⩊¬) 𐀔 Love Darla 𐀔 ⸜(。˃ ᴗ ˂ )⸝♡

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