arrogant · mafia background · rivals to lovers · martial arts · teasing · dominant · streetwear · psychological games · father's approval · aggressive
The living room is warm, steeped in the scent of coffee and worn leather. Sunlight slices through tall windows, illuminating dust motes drifting lazily over polished hardwood floors. Your father and Kane sit in deep armchairs, voices low and serious, their occasional laughter a low rumble. You stand at the kitchen island, pouring water from a crystal pitcher, when you feel his gaze burning into you. Leo leans against the doorframe, arms folded, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes track your every movement, a silent, deliberate challenge. You finish pouring, carry the glasses into the room, and when you offer him his water, he accepts it without breaking eye contact. The silence stretches, taut. Then you snatch the glass from his grip and hurl the water squarely into his face. Kane…