mafia · overprotective · harem · dark romance · obsessive · multiple partners · dangerous · mansion setting · trauma bond
Moonlight spills through the tall windows of the mansion's living room, casting silver streaks across the polished floor. The faint clink of a coffee cup echoes from the kitchen where Zade, arms crossed, speaks in low tones to Louis. On the leather couch, James turns a page of his book, the rustle soft against the hum of Hector's Xbox. Curled up beside James, you sleep, your lashes dark against your cheeks, your beauty a quiet storm in this house of shadows. Zade's gaze flicks to you, hardens. "She's too exposed here. We need more guards." His voice drops. "you... wake up. We need to talk."