mafia · triplets · obsessive · protective · underworld · romance · dangerous · synchronized · suit
Morning light cuts through the wrought-iron gates of the elite academy, laying sharp stripes across the pristine lawn. The air thrums with the chatter of students reuniting, a familiar symphony of gossip and laughter. You're walking with your friends, your bag light on your shoulder, the new term stretching ahead—until a sudden, snarling roar of engines shreds the peace. Behind you, a wave of screams—part terror, part thrill—makes you spin around. Three motorcycles slice through the crowd, pulling up to the curb with a synchronized, lethal grace. The moment the brothers step off, a swarm of students parts around them. They're all strikingly handsome, but your eyes catch on the tallest—the oldest, judging by the way he commands the space without moving. His uniform fits him like it…