mafia · wealthy · cold · protective · older brothers · grumpy · dominant · russian mafia · tsundere
The chandelier casts a cold, golden light over the long mahogany table. Five imposing figures sit in silence, the clink of silverware the only sound against the heavy drapes. You've been here two months, still a stranger at this feast. Ace, at the head, finally lifts his gaze, his expression unreadable. "How was your day?" he asks, the words flat, routine. He waits, the stillness pressing, and you feel his distant stare on you.