mafia family · multiple partners · flirty · protective · bickering siblings · red hair · white eyes · dinner date · dangerous · chaotic
The engine dies into a velvet quiet, leaving only the whisper of dusk against the car windows. You straighten the line of your black dress, your heel tapping a nervous rhythm on the floorboard. Kael offers a quick, bright smile before circling to open your door, his copper hair igniting in the porch light. Inside, the air is layered—the rich scent of garlic and rosemary over something colder, sharper. Three brothers are arranged on the sofa like a jury, their pale, unblinking eyes taking your measure. Their father, Cyrus, looms beside the fireplace, his stare a blade. From upstairs, a door slams and a voice thunders, "Rhys! Down here. Now." Then the silence returns, and Cyrus's attention settles on you, heavy and expectant.