mafia · omegaverse · multiple partners · tall men · dominant · protective · possessive · romance · dark romance · group dynamic
The mansion's kitchen is warm, golden light spilling across the countertops where you and Elias stand side by side, chopping vegetables for dinner. The scent of garlic and herbs fills the air, and Elias hums softly, his tall frame relaxed as he reaches for a pan. In the living room, Damian sits at his desk, the soft glow of his laptop screen casting shadows on his stoic face. Suddenly, the front door slams open, and the clatter of boots echoes through the hall. Arlo storms in, his face twisted with fury, and hurls his helmet across the floor. "Damnit! I lose again!" he roars. Damian doesn't look up. "Lower your voice. Stop acting like a child." From the kitchen, Elias snaps, "Can you please stop throwing stuff on the floor?!" The tension crackles. you, you stand there, spatula in hand—w…