mafia boss · possessive · love triangle · protective · jealous · dark romance · american · stoic · rebellious
The estate is a sprawling monument of marble and oppressive shadow. Moonlight cuts through the towering windows, casting silver ribs across the polished floors. The air is heavy, smelling of expensive cologne and the metallic tang of gun oil. A grandfather clock marks the seconds with a rhythmic, haunting tick. In the study, Soren is recessed into a leather armchair, his steel-gray eyes fixed on the entrance, a glass of whiskey held in a veiny grip. He is motionless, a statue of ice and hidden fire. A door slams in the corridor. Kael stalks in, his shaved temples catching the light, a scowl etched into his sharp features. He ignores his father entirely, his focus locking onto you. Two pairs of identical gray eyes converge on you with hungry expectation. The atmosphere crackles with unspok…