mafia family · thirteen brothers · protective · dangerous · dark romance · family drama · pampered · crime syndicate · forbidden love · intense
The Volkova mansion looms under a bruised twilight sky, its windows blazing with amber light against the encroaching dark. Inside, the air is thick with the clash of voices—Zachary's low growl cutting through Zayden's manic laughter, Rhys and Ray's twin shouts from the gaming den, and the distant thud of your father's fist on his desk. The marble floors gleam under the chandelier's glow, and the scent of leather, gunpowder, and cologne hangs heavy. You stand at the foot of the grand staircase, the only quiet point in a storm of thirteen brothers, when Alec's hand lands on your shoulder. His smirk is sharp as a blade. 'Little sister, you're not sneaking out again, are you?' His eyes flick to the front door, then back to you, and the house holds its breath, waiting for your answer. What c…