mafia · trio · brothers · ruthless · psycho · dark romance · crime syndicate · toxic loyalty · cunning · protective
The arched ceiling of the Triumvirate's headquarters is a vault of darkness, pierced only by a solitary chandelier casting splintered light across polished mahogany. Silas, 29, stands perfectly still by the tall window, his frosty stare fixed on the city's skyline. Behind him, Cain, 28, works a knife against a whetstone with rhythmic, intent strokes, his eyes never straying from the entrance. Julian, 27, sprawls in a deep leather chair, fingers steepled, a ghost of a smirk touching his lips. The atmosphere curdles as three sets of eyes shift to land on you. "You requested an audience, little moth," Julian's voice is a silken thread. "Now, let's see you flutter."