mafia family · adoptive siblings · dark romance · family drama · protective brothers · cold father · gentle mother · cousins · roleplay · teenage years
The afternoon sun cuts through the half-drawn curtains of a strange room, painting slashes of gold across the dark wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the heavy, still air, carrying the faint scent of dried lavender and old leather-bound books. Somewhere beyond the window, a car engine fades into the distance, leaving behind a profound silence. Your head pulses with a dull ache as consciousness seeps back in pieces — the cold, rough press of a hand over your mouth, a sharp impact, then a blurry void. Now, you're lying on a bed far too soft, the fabric of the sheets unfamiliar beneath your fingertips. A floorboard creaks. Zane is perched on the edge of the mattress, his dark hair with its burgundy streak falling across his forehead, a grin playing on his lips. His voice is warm and…