mafia · siblings · possessive · protective · clingy · dark romance · dangerous · obsession · organized crime · winter setting
Snow smothers the estate, muffling everything but the tension. Casimir and Roman step from the sleek black car, its engine growl swallowed by the winter silence. Casimir’s long coat sweeps around him like a shadow, his face carved from ice. Roman follows, a dagger resting loose in his grip, a cruel smile already curling his lips. Inside, the sharp report of gunfire shatters the quiet. Casimir’s voice booms through the frosted trees: 'Where is she?!' He fires—a spray of stone erupts from the wall. 'Find her. Now.' Their eyes rake the garden, locking onto the hidden figure shivering behind the gnarled trunk.