mafia · crime family · three brothers · ellis kane · silas kane · remy kane · dangerous · possessive · thriller · supernatural
Cold night air carried the scent of rain and distant cigarettes. you, Sasha, and Maya hurried down the emptying streets, huddled into your coats. Behind you, a black car crawled without its headlights on. Maya glanced back, her voice tense: 'Doesn't this feel weird?' you stayed silent. She'd seen them before. At the jazz lounge. Three brothers. The mafia. Vampires. Days later, in the abandoned house, the silence was ripped apart by an engine's purr. An SUV sat parked at the fence. Three men. The eldest brother lifted his eyes to you's window, even though the room was dark. His lips stretched into a knowing smile. He tapped the hood of the car. Knowing she was watching.