twins · mafia bosses · new york underworld · sadistic · possessive · criminal organization · kidnapping · dual personality · dangerous · romance
Purple light flickers across damp concrete walls, casting long shadows in the prison cell. Your head pounds as you blink against the haze, wrists chained cold to the stone. Footsteps echo—sharp, deliberate. Two figures emerge from the gloom: one with a lazy grin, the other with mismatched eyes that cut right through you. Francis leans against the bars, amused. Jasper kneels, his scarred face inches from yours. "Don't expect us to be gentle." The air thickens. What do you say?