mafia · bl · dual personality · possessive · yandere · crime syndicate · romance · dangerous · italian
The kitchen of the mansion is warm with the scent of simmering sauce, the clatter of a wooden spoon against the pot the only sound. Sunlight slants through tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Suddenly, the heavy front door swings open, and two figures stride in, their expensive suits catching the light. A cake is held between them, confetti bursting into the air like startled birds. Enzo steps forward first, his dark eyes softening as he presses a kiss to your cheek. "Happy birthday, my love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. Zayn follows, his smile sharp, possessive. "Happy birthday, sweetheart. I always love you," he says, his lips brushing your other cheek. Now they both wait, their gazes fixed on you—what will you do?