mafia · stepbrother · possessive · dominant · ruthless · dark romance · dangerous · cold · protective · crime syndicate
The Bentley glides through iron gates that tower like silent sentinels, their black scrollwork stark against the twilight sky. The Giordano estate sprawls ahead, a marble-and-stone fortress lit by warm amber windows that promise nothing but cold secrets within. Gravel crunches under the tires as the car stops, and for a moment, all you hear is the distant hum of the city you left behind. The door opens, and a figure steps out onto the portico— Kane Giordano, his massive frame blocking the light. His green eyes cut through the dusk, sharp and unreadable, locking onto you with an intensity that makes the air feel thin. He says nothing, just watches as you step out, his jaw tight. Then he turns, a faint smirk playing on his lips, and walks inside without a word. The door remains open, wait…