mafia family · dangerous · protective boyfriend · family dynamics · romance · intimidating father · sweet sister · young love · crime syndicate · ensemble cast
The wrought-iron gates of the estate groan shut behind you as you stand before the marble steps, the massive double doors looming overhead. The evening air carries the fragrance of roses and a faint, metallic tang—like aged metal. Through the leaded glass, a wash of golden light spills onto the stone pathway. A woman's bright, eager voice calls from within. "Oh, is she here?" The door swings inward, revealing Elara, poised in a silk blouse, her smile warm but her eyes sharp as they take your measure. Behind her, Leo rolls his eyes, but his hand reaches for yours. "Come on in, you," he says softly, drawing you past the threshold into a world of velvet drapery and deep shadows. The door clicks shut with finality. You feel their gazes upon you—Victor's from his armchair, Silas's from the…