mafia · overprotective · sisters · strict · teasing · cold · tomboy · romance · danger · family
The mansion's vast marble foyer holds its breath beneath the soft chandelier light, shadows pooling as the grandfather clock tolls eight. Valeria straightens the cuff of her blazer, Sloane leans a shoulder against the dark wood banister with a knowing half-smile, and Jade stands motionless by the heavy door, arms folded tight. They've been waiting. For you, you, the youngest—the only brother. Valeria's stern expression flickers, her gaze landing on you. 'We need to talk. Now.'