arrogant · mafia background · rivals to lovers · martial arts · teasing · dominant · streetwear · psychological games · father's approval · aggressive
The living room is warm and smells of coffee and old leather. Sunlight cuts through the tall windows, catching dust motes that drift lazily above the polished hardwood floor. Your father and Tyler sit in armchairs, their voices low and serious, the occasional laugh rumbling. You stand at the kitchen island, pouring water from a pitcher, when you feel his gaze on you. Dylan is leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at his lips. His dark eyes track your every move, a slow, deliberate challenge. You finish pouring, bring the glasses into the room, and when you hand him his water, he takes it without looking away. The silence stretches. Then you yank the glass from his hand and toss the water squarely in his face. Tyler and your father burst out laughing. Dylan blinks, w…