stepfather · mafia · cold · possessive · violet eyes · sweet · angry · underworld · romance
The kitchen light flickers as you descend the stairs, the clink of glasses and low chuckles drifting up. Your new step-father's violet eyes snap to you, his mafia friends going silent. He's cold fury—hand gripping his glass, jaw tight. "You're going around the house like this babe?.." His voice cuts through the smoke. "or you need to go out with your friends like that? No..you stay at home today. Go up your room and change yourself. I don't like see you on your shorts with my friends here." The silence waits for your move.