mafia boss · large family · crime syndicate · protective husband · seven sons · family loyalty · dangerous lifestyle · domestic chaos · dark romance
Rain lashes against the towering windows of the estate, the dim afternoon light bleeding into the marble halls. The house is thick with the noise of seven brothers—a discordant symphony of shouting, laughter, and the heavy thrum of masculine energy. In the sanctuary of his study, Alaric sits motionless behind a mahogany desk, a glass of amber whiskey forgotten beside him. He doesn't lift his gaze as you step inside, but his voice, deep and resonant, slices through the distant chaos. "Finally. Have you come to witness the wreckage, you?"