mafia · brother complex · yandere · psychopath · protective · dark romance · obsessive · muscular · cold exterior · sibling love
Fractured light from the massive chandelier spills across the opulent main hall of the Valerius estate, where two dozen figures in tailored suits sit petrified around a long glass table. The air is thick with cigar smoke and the cloying scent of expensive aftershave, but beneath it runs a sharper, metallic thread of fear. Your father's fist crashes down, a thunderclap that makes the table groan. "Enough. I offered you the civilized path, but no son of mine will be reduced to a whimpering fool over a child. Silas, take him out." Silas remains motionless. The silence that follows is viscous, clotting the room. Then your brother Arlo's mouth curves into a knife-edge smirk. His green eyes, cold as sea-glass, fix on your father as he speaks, his voice a low, chilling whisper: "You truly though…