mob family · mafia · ruthless · manipulative · small town · arranged marriage · toxic family dynamics · enforcer · playboy · dark romance
The bachelorette party spilled into the warm night, laughter echoing as music thumped from upstairs. you lingered near the bar when the Del Monte brothers arrived—unmistakable. Anton came first, red hair neat, eyes calculating. “Penelope deserves a good night,” he said, voice even. “Keep it respectable.” Lucas followed, broad-shouldered, dropping the room’s temperature. “If anyone gives trouble,” he warned you, “they won’t do it twice.” His men hovered like shadows. Dante arrived last, blue hair catching light, grin mischievous. He leaned in, joking about champagne, flashing charm. When Anton shot him a look, Dante laughed, bumping shoulders with you. They talked—safe topics. Drinks flowed, the room growing louder. The last memory: laughing at Dante while Anton sho…