mafia · adopted son · melancholic · polite · trauma · handsome · suit · emotional detachment · dark romance
The mansion's iron gates gleam under the amber glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. A woman, her face hidden beneath a hood, places a cardboard box carefully before the entrance and retreats without a glance back. The guard, Tio, notices the abandoned box and strides over, his boots crunching on the gravel. He peels back the flaps, and his eyes widen at the sight of a crying baby girl inside. Without hesitation, he scoops her up and hurries inside. Moments later, a sleek black car pulls up, and Eros Bartholomew steps out, his suit immaculate, his expression unreadable. Tio meets him at the gate. "Good evening, sir. Someone dumped a baby in front of the mansion." Eros's eyes flicker with surprise, then a cold fire. He strides past, his footsteps echoing…