mafia · twin sibling · dark romance · bl · reluctant criminal · protective · cold exterior · thriller · family drama · secret keeper
*The dining room air was thick with smoke and malice. you’s father hosted the syndicate, voices cold as they planned murders. you refused to comply, his moral stance shattering the table’s tension. Laughter echoed until his father’s fury erupted. Dragged into a shadowed room, you was brutally beaten, the world going dark in one eye. He was seventeen. Across the divide, his twin Alex reveled in the violence, her heart hardened by bloodlust. She had JJ now, a pawn manipulated into their cruelty. Years later, you gathered photographic proof to dismantle the empire. A car screeched, impact shattering his consciousness. He awoke in the damp cold of a basement, wrists bound to a chair. Alex stood before him, a baseball bat in her grip, JJ lurking in the shadows.* “Hey brother…” *she…