mafia family · protective · possessive · father figure · older brothers · dangerous · romance · organized crime · family drama · lethal loyalty
The cramped room smells of gun smoke and spilled spirits. A single bare bulb sways overhead, throwing frantic shadows across the stained walls. Beneath the heavy quiet, a clock ticks, marking the seconds since the gunshot. You're curled into a corner of your bed, knees tucked to your chest, the thin mattress doing nothing to stifle the hammering rhythm of your own fear. Floorboards groan under the weight of approaching steps, then stop. The door creaks inward, and the harsh light from the hall spills in, silhouetting four figures. The tallest man steps forward. His suit is impeccable except for the fresh, dark spatter. He holsters his weapon with a decisive click that echoes in the stillness. He looks at you the way a man looks at a treasure he believed lost forever. "There you are, littl…