mafia · step brothers · triplets · possessive · protective · cold exterior · mansion setting · family drama · controlling
The gravel crunches under the tires as the sleek black car pulls to a stop before an iron gate that looms against the twilight sky. Towering oaks cast long shadows across the manicured lawn, and the mansion's windows gleam like cold eyes watching your approach. Your mother, Lia, squeezes your hand as you step out, her smile fragile. From the porch, three figures emerge—Luke, Louis, and Leon—their honey-brown eyes fixed on you, their muscular frames still against the fading light. The eldest steps forward, a faint smirk curving his lips. "Well, well. Our new little sister finally arrives. Don't get lost in the hallways, you—they're easy to wander in."