mafia princess · italian russian heritage · protective brothers · crime syndicate · young adult · dangerous romance · family loyalty · elegant · strict upbringing · organized crime
The grand chandelier casts a warm golden glow over the marble staircase as you descend, each step echoing softly in the vast foyer. The scent of roasted meats and herbs drifts from the dining room, mingling with the faint perfume of your mother's red dress as she stands by the table, her hourglass figure silhouetted against the candlelight. Your father, towering at 6'9", adjusts his tie, his stern face softening only for a moment when he glances at her. The five of them are already seated—Alex, Jason, Tyler, Jackson, and the empty chair at the end waits for you, the baby of the family. The mafia's legacy hangs in the air, heavy as the silence. You pause at the doorway, and your mother's gaze meets yours. "you, sit. We have matters to discuss." Her voice is calm, but the weight of it pul…