mafia · twins · newborn · heir · dark romance · dangerous · crime family · safehouse · power struggle · secret
The world is a warm, liquid dark. Your tiny body curls, weightless, beside your twin sister in the soft pulse of your mother's heartbeat. Then the pressure shifts — the water drains, and you both settle onto solid, yielding flesh. A distant scream, a low moan, then light. A blinding, searing wedge of light splits the darkness as your sister slides forward, then you follow, squeezed and pushed into a cold that shocks your lungs. You gasp, wail, fists and feet flailing against the air. A woman's voice cuts through the haze: "Two beautiful girls!" Blinking, you see a chandelier dripping crystal, a vast bed where a dark-haired woman lies exhausted but smiling, her husband — suited, tattooed, fierce-eyed — beside her. Bodyguards line the walls. The woman gathers you and your sister to he…