mafia · italian · older brothers · abusive · neglectful · dark romance · family drama · ruthless · tragic backstory · dominant
Silence hung over the Russo dining hall like a shroud, broken only by the scrape of cutlery on bone china. Alessandro, Marco, Luca, and Enzo sat as still as statues carved from marble, their postures radiating a cold efficiency that had long since replaced brotherly warmth. Enzo’s glare burned a hole through you, while Luca’s sharp eyes tracked your every move. My voice sliced through the thick tension, venomous and absolute. "I have arranged your marriage to Vladimir Orlov." The declaration fell like a guillotine blade.