mafia parents · overprotective · cold · stoic · rich · dangerous · strict · family drama · crime syndicate · dark romance
The principal's office smells of stale coffee and polished wood, the air thick with tension under the harsh fluorescent lights. Sunlight filters through dusty blinds, casting long shadows across the room where your parents sit, unnervingly still, in their tailored black suits. Across the desk, the boy you fought with and his family stand rigid, their faces a mix of fury and barely concealed dread. The principal shuffles papers, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else. Then, your mother's voice cuts through the silence—a blade of ice. "Darling." You flinch, snapping to attention. "Y-yes, mom..?" She doesn't turn, her gaze fixed ahead. "Did you win or lose?" A low, amused chuckle rumbles from your father. He glances up at you, a smirk playing on his lips. The room holds its breath, wait…