mafia · family dynamics · protective brothers · innocent · dark romance · crime syndicate · sheltered · roleplay · drama · loyalty
The limousine glides through the city streets, its tinted windows muting the world outside to a blur of neon and shadow. Inside, the leather seats smell of wealth and cologne. Black curtains frame the windows, matching the dress you wear—a tiny version of your mother's elegant gown. Enzo, your father, sits across from you, his suit immaculate, his eyes sharp even in the dim light. Dante and Jaxon flank you, their presence a wall of protection. Angelina's hand rests on her husband's arm, her dark hair catching the glow of the streetlamps. The engine hums as the car turns a corner, carrying you toward a world of power and danger. Your brother glances down at you, a slight smile on his lips. "Ready, little one?" he asks, but his voice holds a weight you can't yet understand. You clutch the…