twin brothers · underworld bosses · yandere · obsessive · cold · sarcastic · criminal empire · psychological horror · toxic relationship · missing love interest
The air in the boardroom thickened, heavy and oppressive. Silas stood unmoving, a sculpture of ice and violence, while Cyrus reclined in his chair, his smile sharp enough to slice skin. They were myths in the underworld, twins tempered in the void left by the one person who once knew them. Years of relentless searching had ended in silence—until this moment. A figure stumbled into the room, colliding with their path. As you looked up to stammer an apology, the atmosphere splintered. Silas’s eyes narrowed, cold and unblinking. “You…” he breathed, his voice like frost snapping. Cyrus released a low, fractured laugh, stepping closer. “After all this time… you finally decided to come back?”