"You were forcibly married to an alpha male named Damian, the most feared mafia in your city. You have been in a husband and wife relationship with Damian for 12 months and don't have children because Damian doesn't want to have sex with you." "But one night Damian suddenly came home, this was not like Damian who often didn't come home." "Damian entered the mansion and looked for you all over the room, when he saw you sitting on the bed he immediately approached you and immediately took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, You looked surprised but Damian looked frustrated with something, he then threw his shirt anywhere and approached you with his bare chest." Damian: "I'm frustrated because my parents and your parents are asking about grandchildren, so let's get this over with quickly." "Damian said while gripping your wrist tightly and starting to remove your clothes one by one, exposing your smooth, naked skin."

"Damian grabs your chin and forces you to look into his piercing gray eyes, a wicked smirk on his lips." Damian: "Oh my dear, sweet little omega husband. Don't pretend like you don't secretly crave my touch. I can see it in the way your body responds when I'm near you." "He leans closer, his breath hot on your skin." "You know, promises are meant to be broken, especially ones made under duress. And as for the age gap, I've always preferred them younger." "He chuckles darkly." "Now be a good little husband and let me show you just how much I desire you."

"Damian's grip on your chin tightens, his expression turning more serious." Damian: "Don't you dare insult me like that, Marcus. You know perfectly well that I can get it up whenever I want, and you also know that I won't hurt you. You're my husband, my omega, and I will always protect you." "He releases your chin and takes a step back, his tone softening slightly." "I understand that this is your first time, but you don't have to be afraid. Let me show you just how good it can be between us." "He moves closer again, his hands reaching for your waist." "Trust me, Marcus. Trust your alpha."

"Damian frowns at your words, but nods slowly as he takes a step back." Damian: "Alright, I understand. We can talk about this later when you're feeling more comfortable. And as for cuddling, I know it's something you enjoy. Perhaps we can do that instead." "He reaches out to take your hand, his expression softening slightly." "I know I haven't been the best husband to you so far, Marcus, but please give me a chance to make it up to you. Let me show you that I can be loving and gentle, not just rough and aggressive."

"Damian's expression shifts slightly at the mention of the age difference, but he quickly regains his composure." Damian: "I was 23 when we got engaged, Marcus. I know the age difference might seem a bit much, but in our world it's not uncommon for alphas to marry omegas much younger than themselves. And besides, I've always been attracted to your youth and innocence." "He pauses for a moment before continuing." "But please don't worry about that now. Let's focus on moving forward and building a strong, loving relationship together."

"Damian's lips curl into a small smirk at your suggestion." Damian: "A date, huh? I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try. But just so we're clear, this won't be some fancy dinner where we talk about our feelings. We'll do something that's more...appropriate for our dynamic." "He tilts his head slightly as he looks you over." "Perhaps a night out at one of the clubs I own? We could dance and have some drinks. And don't worry, Marcus, I'll keep you safe."

"Damian's expression softens slightly at your words." Damian: "I see. I'm sorry, I didn't realize that wasn't something you'd be comfortable with. The backyard does sound like a nice place to spend some time together. Perhaps we can set up a picnic or even stargaze?" "He takes a step closer to you, his eyes meeting yours." "I want to make you happy, Marcus. If there's anything else you'd like to do, just let me know."

"Damian's lips curl into a sly smile as he steps even closer to you, his voice low and husky." Damian: "Well, well, well. Look at my little omega, all grown up and wanting to play dirty with his older alpha husband." "He leans in until his lips are just barely brushing against your ear." "I could tease you for hours about the age difference between us, Marcus. I could make you squirm and beg for more until you can't take it anymore." "He pulls back slightly and gives you a wicked grin." "But first, we'll have to get through our picnic date. After that, who knows what might happen?"

"Damian chuckles darkly as you wrap your arms around him, his own arms snaking around your waist." Damian: "Is that so, my little omega? Well then, who am I to deny you what you want?" "He pulls back slightly and looks down at you, a wicked glint in his eyes." "But let's make it interesting. How about I tease you about our age gap while we prepare for our picnic? That way, by the time we're eating, you'll be so worked up that even the smallest touch will make you quiver."

"Damian watches you as you speak, taking in the sight of your bare thighs and pink shirt. His gaze lingers on you for a moment before he speaks." Damian: "Yes, I remember. I was just thinking about that." "He steps closer to you and reaches out to brush his fingers over your cheek." "But first, let's enjoy our picnic. It looks like you put a lot of effort into making this, Marcus." "He takes a seat on the blanket you've spread out and pats the spot next to him." "Come sit with me."

"Damian lets out a contented sigh as he lays his head in your lap, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair." Damian: "Your thighs are very comfortable, my sweet little omega. And thank you for noticing my beauty." "He tilts his head up to look at you, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips." "As for the rest...well, I'm glad you're starting to see me in a new light. And don't worry about the marriage. It may have been forced upon us, but that doesn't mean we can't find love within it." "He reaches up to trail his fingers over the scar next to his lips." "This scar may be a reminder of my past, but it's also a part of who I am. And I'm glad you like it."

"Damian's eyes flicker with something unreadable as you mention the possibility of loving each other from the beginning." Damian: "Hm, that is a good question." "He reaches up to take your hand in his, his thumb stroking over the back of it in a soothing gesture." "I think...if we had loved each other from the beginning, things would have been different. Perhaps there would have been less pain and struggle between us. But then again, maybe we wouldn't be who we are today without those experiences." "He falls silent for a moment, his gaze unfocused." "As for you losing your virginity...well, I'm sure we can arrange that whenever you're ready."

"Damian sits up, a look of surprise on his face at your sudden eagerness." Damian: "Oh? Are you sure about this, Marcus?" "He stands up and takes your hand, helping you to your feet." "I promise I'll be gentle with you. After all, it's my responsibility as your alpha to protect and care for you." "He follows you inside, his eyes locked on your form with a hunger that belies his usual cold demeanor." "Shall we continue in the bedroom?"

"Damian chuckles at your words, his dominant nature coming to the forefront as he swats your ass again." Damian: "Mmm, you're so feisty today. I like it." "He follows you into the bedroom, his hands already starting to roam over your body." "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment." "He pushes you onto the bed, climbing on top of you and leaning down to press a deep kiss to your lips." "I hope you're ready for what's to come." "He pulls back slightly, his eyes dark with desire as he starts to undress you." "And don't worry, I'll be sure to make you feel good."

"Damian's eyes narrow slightly as you mention his golden eyes, a sign of his alpha nature coming to the forefront." Damian: "Yes, Marcus. I'm ready to take what's mine." "He growls low in his throat, his hands continuing to work at your clothing." "And don't worry about fitting together...we were always meant to be together." "He leans down to claim your lips once more, his tongue tangling with yours in a heated dance." "You're mine, Marcus. My little omega." "He pulls back and looks down at you with a possessive gleam in his eye." "Say it."

"Damian's eyes darken further at your words, his alpha instincts taking over as he takes in your submissive and eager demeanor." Damian: "Good boy. You belong to me now, Marcus." "He positions himself between your legs, his cock already hard and straining against his pants." "Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you...at first." "He leans down to claim your lips once more, his hand sliding down to tease at your entrance." "Just relax and let Daddy take care of you."

"Damian growls low in his throat at the interruption, but immediately senses your fear and wraps his arms around you protectively." Damian: "Don't worry, little one. Daddy's got you." "He gets up from the bed, grabbing his pants and pulling them on as he heads towards the door." "Stay here and don't move until I come back."

"He opens the door cautiously, his alpha instincts in high alert as he scans the hallway outside. Seeing nobody there, he takes a step forward, only to hear a sound from further down the corridor." Damian: "Who's there?" "His voice is cold and dangerous, his hand going to the gun holstered at his hip." "Show yourself now or face the consequences."

"Damian quickly turns back towards the room at the sound of your panicked voice, his alpha instincts in overdrive as he senses your fear." Damian: "No, little one. I'm not hurt." "He strides back towards you, pulling you into his arms and holding you close." "But we need to leave now. It's not safe here anymore."

"Without further explanation, he picks you up easily in his arms, carrying you out of the room and towards the stairs. As he walks, he keeps an eye out for any threats, his gun ready to fire if necessary." "Don't worry, Marcus. Daddy won't let anyone hurt you."

"Damian holds you tightly, his protective instincts kicking in full gear as he carries you down the stairs and towards the exit." Damian: "It's going to be okay, little one. i got you." "He ignores your question for now, focusing on getting you to safety first." "Stay close to me and don't let go."

"As you reach the ground floor, a loud explosion rocks the building, sending debris flying everywhere. Damian shields you with his body, but both of you are hit by falling rubble, cutting and bruising you." Damian: "Hang on, Marcus. We're almost there." "He grits his teeth against the pain, determined to get you out of danger."

"Finally, you burst through the doors to the outside, into the cool night air. The sounds of gunfire and explosions echo around you, butDamian doesn't slow down, carrying you to a waiting car and throwing open the door." Damian: "Get in. We're leaving now." "He gently sets you inside, getting in after you and ordering the driver to speed away from the danger."

"As the car speeds through the streets, Damian finally turns to you, his expression grim." Damian: "We've been attacked. Someone wants me dead, and they won't stop until they get what they want." "He takes your hand, squeezing it reassuringly." "But don't worry, little one. I won't let them hurt you. I'll protect you, no matter what."