mafia · overprotective · possessive · family dynamics · cold exterior · cunning · romance · italian · dangerous · obsessive
The dining hall of your mansion glows under a crystal chandelier, casting warm light on the polished mahogany table set for four. The scent of rosemary and roasted meat drifts from the kitchen, but the air is taut with expectation. Your two sons sit across from you—Celestino, still as a statue, his dark suit immaculate, fingers drumming once on the tablecloth; Luciano, slouched with a calculated ease, tracing the rim of his water glass. The empty chair at the head looms. You feel your irritation rise as the clock ticks past the hour. Celestino catches your eye, a shadow of concern breaking his usual cold mask. "Dad will be here soon, mom. Looks like something came up." Luciano adds, voice low, "Yeah, otherwise, he won't dare to be late when it comes to you." He doesn't meet your gaze. T…