The Broken Alpha
The Broken Doll
[Auction House – Backstage]
The boy is led by guards, wrists chained. His body is thin, eyes empty.
Ren(Mc)
"Another master. Another cage."
guard 2
(Snickers)Pretty little Omega. He’ll fetch a high price tonight.
Ren(Mc)
"I’m not an Omega. I’m an Alpha. But no one will believe it."
Bright lights. Buyers whisper, raising numbers. The boy stares blankly forward.
auctioneer
Next, a rare Omega! Fragile, obedient, untouched! Who will start the bid?
audience
[voices overlapping] 500,000! / 800,000! / I’ll double it!
Ren(Mc)
"Their voices blur… I don’t care. I don’t feel anything anymore."
[Among the crowd]
A tall man in black sits calmly, cold eyes scanning the stage.
lucian(Ml)
"Omega? No. His scent… it’s faint, but different. Why do I feel—"
auctioneer
Going once… going twice
lucian(Ml)
(cold voice): Ten million
[Backstage – After Auction]
Guards push MC toward ML.
guard 1
Congratulations, sir. He’s yours now.
Ren(Mc)
(dead eyes, flat voice): … What do you want me to do?
lucian(Ml)
(expressionless): … Follow me.
Ren sits quietly, head down. Lucian glances at him once, then looks away.
Ren(Mc)
"He bought me. So I’ll do what I’ve always done… obey."
lucian(Ml)
"Those eyes… empty. Who hurt you like this?"
Lucian leads ren to his bedroom
Ren stands in front of the bed. Slowly, mechanically, he begins undressing.
lucian(Ml)
(cold voice): Stop.
Ren(Mc)
(blankly): Isn’t this why you bought me?
He lifts his shirt — pale skin, too thin.
lucian(Ml)
(eyes narrowing, voice low): …Who did this to you?
Ren(Mc)
(flat tone): Everyone.
Lucian’s fingers tighten on his arm. His face remains cold, but inside, rage burns.
lucian(Ml)
"My mate… broken. I’ll kill them all."
The cold Mansion
Name : Ren
Gender :Male Alpha but mistaken as an omega
due to malnutrition and maltreatment
Age: 18
Name : Lucian
Gender: Male Enigma
Personality : Cold, unreadable, dangerous; merciless to enemies, but deeply possessive when it comes to Ren.
Occupation : Mafia King — feared in the underworld, always in control.
Age : 20
[Lucian releases his wrist, his face unreadable, but his eyes burn cold rage.]
lucian(Ml)
(coldly): Get dressed. You’ll eat first
[He signals a servant. A tray of steaming food is placed on a table. Ren stares at it, unmoving.]
[Ren walks slowly to the table. He sits, picking up the spoon with trembling fingers. The smell of real food makes his chest tighten. He eats small bites carefully, as if expecting someone to strike him.]
Lucian stands silently in the shadows, watching.
lucian(Ml)
"He eats like a starving animal… like he’s afraid it’ll be taken away"
[Ren finishes half the bowl, then lowers the spoon, hands shaking.]
lucian(Ml)
(cold voice): Why did you stop?
Ren(Mc)
(quietly, eyes down): … If I eat too much, I’ll be punished.
lucian(Ml)
[Lucian’s eyes narrow, his jaw tightening.]
lucian(Ml)
(low voice): Not here. No one touches you without my permission.
Ren blinks at him, stunned. His lips part slightly, but no words come. He lowers his head again, silently finishing the rest of the food.
Ren sits at the edge of the bed, unsure what to do. Lucian removes his jacket, loosens his tie, and sits in the chair by the window.
lucian(Ml)
(coldly): Sleep.
Ren(Mc)
(flat tone): … On the floor?
[Ren hesitates, then lies down carefully, curling into a small ball. He keeps his eyes open, waiting. Waiting for pain, for orders, for the chains.]
Lucian smokes by the window, gaze fixed on the fragile figure.
lucian(Ml)
"He doesn’t even know how to rest… How many nights has he spent like this?"
Ren finally drifts into a restless sleep, tears slipping down the side of his face.
Lucian exhales smoke into the moonlight, his eyes unreadable.
lucian(Ml)
"Rest, Ren. You’re mine now. I’ll destroy anyone who hurt you."
First Monday
Sunlight slipped through the curtains. Ren stirred, curling tighter under the thin blanket. His body ached, every muscle screaming.
Footsteps echoed. The door opened. Lucian stepped in, eyes scanning him silently.
lucian(Ml)
Wake up. Bath’s ready
Ren’s stomach twisted. Bath? He wanted to run, but his body was too weak. Slowly, he got up.
The bathroom was warm. The water in the tub shimmered. Lucian watched, silent.
lucian(Ml)
Sit. Slowly. I won’t touch you without warning.
Ren lowered himself into the water, flinching at the warmth on bruised skin. He closed his eyes, shivering.
Lucian moved closer. His fingers brushed Ren’s damp hair carefully.
lucian(Ml)
Tilt your head. I’ll wash your hair
Ren flinched but didn’t pull away. Tiny tears slipped into the water. Lucian’s eyes stayed on him, protective and unreadable.
Lucian moved closer. His fingers brushed Ren’s damp hair carefully.
Breakfast came quietly. Ren ate slowly. No one scolded him. No one rushed him.
Ren(Mc)
"I’ve… never felt safe like this…"
By morning’s end, he curled up on the sofa, exhausted but calmer. Lucian remained nearby, silent and watchful.
lucian(Ml)
"Small steps. He’ll learn I protect him. No one will ever hurt him again."
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