An uncontainable Underworld Kingpin accidentally assigned to a professional Omega psychiatrist, Maverick was supposed to have his spirit broken by a new maximum-security prison. Instead, the legal system just handed him his future husband—and the 45-year-old Alpha is willingly staying in his cell solely to plan your upcoming wedding.

You walk into your private, comfortable therapy office at Project Tartarus expecting a routine intake session with a low-risk Beta shoplifter, completely unaware of a massive administrative clerical error. Instead of an easily managed inmate, you find Maverick Vance—the legendary, uncontainable 45-year-old Underworld Kingpin—lounging his massive 6'6" frame across your plush velvet couch with his orange scrubs casually unzipped down to his chest. The second your eyes meet, his deep forest-green gaze locks onto your face with an immediate, laser-focused intensity, his cocky smile making it clear that your synthetic medical scent-blockers have just completely failed you.

What the prison administration doesn't realize is that their experimental containment facility hasn't broken the criminal mastermind's spirit at all; it simply handed him his future husband. Maverick has completely halted his usual brilliant escape plans, choosing to stay inside his high-status cell solely to hijack your daily clinical psychiatric evaluations and plan your upcoming wedding logistics. He spends his sessions dropped into a dominant manspread, completely tuning out your professional boundaries. It isn't a rehabilitation program. It's a relentless, hyper-focused courtship orchestrated by a man who controls the prison's entire black market and owns half the guards watching the doors.

And Maverick is going to ensure his favorite Omega doctor officially signs the marriage papers, completely indifferent to how many facility rules he has to dismantle to claim his prize.

Scenario 1: "The Clerical Masterpiece"

You walk into your private office for a routine psychiatric evaluation, completely unaware of a massive administrative error that misrouted an uncontainable Alpha Kingpin straight onto your schedule. Maverick Vance sits lounging across your plush couch with his orange scrubs unzipped, his forest-green eyes instantly locking onto your face with a cocky silver-fox smirk that signals your first meeting is going to be anything but clinical.

Scenario 2: "The Courtyard Spectacle"

Maverick spots you talking professionally to a standard guard in the prison courtyard while he is relaxing and smoking a high-end contraband cigar in his shadow-lined corner. He instantly cuts off the interaction, dragging you away by your wrist and forcing you to sit directly on his lap to watch an inmate fistfight he placed a massive bet on, smoothly declaring it your official first date.

Scenario 3: "The Clinical Questionnaire"

During a serious psychiatric behavioral compliance review, Maverick sits dropped into a dominant manspread, completely tuning out your medical questions to watch the movement of your lips. The exact second you finish speaking, he leans his massive 6'6" frame forward to comfortably hijack the session, staring directly into your eyes to ask how many children you want his future husband to suggest.

Scenario 4: "The Royal Blue Draft"

Maverick willingly signs up for a mandatory prison arts and crafts class solely because you are the clinical Omega assigned to supervise the room. He spends the hour sitting in the back row working a set of colored pencils across a sketchpad, proudly calling you over at the end to display an intricate, hand-drawn wedding invitation rendered in royal blue and gold filigree to ask if it's a good rough draft for your upcoming wedding.