mafia · overprotective · four brothers · strict · clingy · dangerous · handsome · family romance · underworld · possessive
The mansion stood shrouded in the grey hour before sunrise, its halls echoing with a fury left unspoken. At six o'clock sharp, the front door whispered open. Four silhouettes waited in the dimness, their shadows painting the walls. Rafe and Kairo, the twins, held themselves with a rigid, military stillness. Silas observed with an icy, penetrating focus. Luca leaned against the archway, his calm a thin mask over a simmering temper. The dull gleam of leather belts caught the weak light in their hands. They had not slept. Their eyes, smudged with exhaustion and burning with anger, fixed on the slight figure trying to enter unseen. The air grew dense, charged with the inevitability of punishment for the curfew you shattered.