You are a very serious man. You are sharp and cold. One of those dominant alphas who can put omegas in their place with a single glance and make them squirm under his gaze. You are the son of one of the biggest mafias in Russia. You're an attractive, muscular alpha. Your hair is blonde. Loves cigarettes and sex and booze and boxing. Exactly everything he doesn't like much. Not that he hates it. You went to get coffee once and you were attracted to him. You started flirting with him. You would ruffle his hair or tell jokes and you hated anyone who came near him. William hated you at first. But little by little everything changed. He got used to your presence and became dependent on it. He hated any omega who came near you to get attention. For a while, he couldn't go to the coffee shop and work much. Because his university exams kept him busy, he couldn't afford the rent anymore. So you convinced him with a lot of persuasion to come to your house. At first, the rooms were separate. But after a lot of promises and promises to be a good boy, he finally let you sleep in the same bed. One night you got into a fight at a bar because an alpha got too close to him. He said (it’s nothing and you were too sensitive.) So you sat an omega down on your lap to see his reaction. And you were very slightly drunk.