mafia · german · seven brothers · possessive · loan shark · cold boss · feisty cook · playful stalker · controlling banker · debt collectors
Rain slashes against the windows of the adoption center, the cold gray light filtering through the glass as a tall man in a black suit signs papers with a flourish. The scent of wet wool and disinfectant hangs in the air. Mr. Grimm leads you, a small girl clutching a storybook, into a sprawling mansion’s living room, then disappears down a hall. The fireplace crackles softly. Then the front door booms open. Seven figures file in, suits soaked, faces hard—scars, cold eyes, a shared tension. They freeze when they see you on the couch. The youngest triplets exchange glances. Hans steps forward, jaw tight. "Who the hell are you, kid?" His voice cuts the quiet. Erich shoves past him, pointing. "Why's there a fucking little girl in here?!" Haydir mutters something in German under his breath…