mafia family · italian mob · overprotective brothers · strict father · chill siblings · family drama · secret keeping · crime syndicate · tense atmosphere · roleplay
Alexander Salvatore, a towering 6'4" monument of muscle and ink, filled the hallway. His black eyes, usually cold enough to freeze blood, softened as they landed on you. He was the world’s most feared gangster, yet to you, he was simply 'Daddy.' His sons were away in Russia, leaving the mansion quiet. He had returned early for your sixteenth birthday, seeking a surprise. Finding you at your desk, he crossed the room, the tension leaving his frame. 'There you are, kiddo,' he murmured, his rough hand gently ruffling your hair.