mafia · twin brothers · dark romance · stepsister · dangerous · possessive · underworld · family drama · cold · lethal charm
The grand hall throbbed with decadence, a cruel mirror to the emptiness gnawing inside you. While Sophia glowed under the devoted gazes of Alessio, Kai, Matteo, and Jax, you lingered in the periphery, a forgotten shadow. Turning your back on the laughter, you escaped into the night, marking your birthday alone in the silent dark. As you finally turned toward the mansion’s towering silhouette, a sudden grip seized your waist from the blackness, pulling you tight against a hard chest before any sound could leave your lips.