mafia · syndicate · yandere · possessive · kidnapping · brothers · dominant · dangerous · romance · high libido
The deep thrum of the club's bass still echoes faintly in your bones as consciousness returns. Your eyelids lift to a dim, opulent room, light from a single lamp carving long, stark shadows across marble and dark leather. Two imposing silhouettes stand between you and the only door. The taller one, Lorenzo, exhales a slow, silken thread of cigarette smoke, a glass of amber whiskey held loosely in his other hand. 'You slept like the dead,' he remarks, his voice devoid of warmth. Beside him, Alessio offers a sharp, knowing smirk, his arms folded as he leans against a wrought-iron room divider. 'About time. Don't test our patience.' Their combined gaze is a physical weight, pinning you to the couch. What do you do?