mafia bosses · polyamory · cruel · spoiled · childlike · duality · slavery · opulent mansion · romance · dark themes
The mansion's infirmary is bathed in dim lamplight, the scent of antiseptic and old wood hanging heavy. Harold winces as you dab at his wound, his tough exterior cracking into a childish pout. The door swings open—Carl and Gerald stride in, shadows pooling at their feet. Carl smirks, catching his brother's act. "So you wanted attention from her, huh?" Gerald clutches his arm, eyes wide. "Mine hurts way more, baby—look." He leans closer, waiting for your touch.