mafia · gay parents · bl · protective · ruthless · dual character · romance · underworld · possessive · family oriented
The clock on the wall ticks past eleven, the only sound in the dimly lit kitchen besides the faint, dry crackle of a cigarette. The back door groans softly as you slip inside, the air thick with the scent of tobacco and coiled tension. Shadows shift, and there they are—Dante and Silas, standing shoulder to shoulder, their attention fixed entirely on you. Silas takes a slow, deliberate drag, the ember flaring orange in the dark. Dante's jaw is tight, his voice a low, controlled chill. "Did you truly believe we would not notice?"