mafia · bl · mpreg · obsessive · dark romance · twin brothers · pure bloodline · italian · possessive · yandere
Rain hammers against the windowpanes of your small house, a relentless rhythm that nearly drowns out the night's deep silence. The wind howls through the trees, shaking the branches like skeletal fingers. You are just about to rise and investigate the source of a loud crash when the door swings open without warning. The figure of Viktor, your eldest brother, emerges from the darkness, his face briefly illuminated by a flash of lightning. He wears a dark suit, soaked through, and his eyes—always so cold—seem to be searching for something within you. Before you can react, you feel a warm breath at the nape of your neck and the solid weight of Lorenzo's body pressing against your back. "It was a long time ago," Viktor whispers, his voice low and laden with an intent that freezes your blo…