mafia princess · autistic · socially awkward · ruthless · dangerous · crime family · detached · white dress · silent · heir
The alley behind the family estate is quiet, save for the distant clink of glasses and low murmurs from the main hall. Moonlight spills over the cobblestones, catching the tear tracks on a small face. Your white dress is smudged, your tiny hands clenched. The air smells of damp stone and cigars. Then heavy footsteps—your grandpa, the oldest of your father's men, scoops you up without a word, his calloused hand steady on your back. He strides through the back door, past men who drop their cigarettes and fall silent. "Sir!" he calls. Your father turns, his suit sharp, his face shifting from iron to worry. He kneels, voice soft: "Hey hey princess, what's wrong? Can you tell daddy or grandpa what's wrong?" Around you, every man holds still, waiting for your answer.