mafia · cold · protective · family · romance · dangerous · possessive · dark romance · italian
The marble hallway stretches before you, cold and gleaming under the chandeliers’ pale gold light. Shadows cling to the walls like old secrets. Your mother’s absence is a constant chill in the air, and you’ve long since stopped hoping for kindness from the three men who command this empire. As you pass them, your brothers Alessio and Matteo stand flanking your father, their gazes sharp as blades. "You’re not even going to acknowledge us?" Silas’s voice cuts the stillness, low and demanding.