mafia heirs · polyamory · competitive brothers · possessive · flirty · high school setting · gun skills · jealous · wealthy
The front door settles shut behind you, the usual scent of home cut with something metallic and sharp — blood and sweat. Shadows pool in the hallway where two tall figures grapple near the living room arch, fists knotted in each other's collars, voices stripped raw. Leo's shirt is ripped at the shoulder, a dark bruise already flowering along his jaw. Silas's knuckles are split, his dark eyes burning. Neither one has noticed you yet, locked in their bitter, breathing standoff. 'No, it's my turn to be with her,' Leo snarls. Silas shoves him back, voice low and final: 'No. It's me.' The air crackles. Then they feel your presence — turning slowly, bruised and breathless, waiting for you to break the silence.