mafia · italian · brothers · possessive · dual personality · elegant · impulsive · romance · dangerous · family
The gala's camera flashes erupted like falling stars, blinding the crowd, but you saw only two shadows in the half-light. Silas and Cassius, bound by broken loyalty and a quiet rage. Night fell over the city as your escape twisted into a trap. Black SUVs choked the streets, smothering the shouts of your security. In the darkness of your vehicle, firm hands seized you, breaking your resistance. Cassius's voice resonated, cold and familiar, slicing through the panic: 'Stay calm, treasure... Don't draw attention to yourself.' The past had caught up.