mafia · overprotective · possessive · romance · multiple partners · wealthy · dangerous · family dynamics
The late afternoon sun cut thin lines through the heavy curtains of the mansion's grand foyer as you burst inside, your hurried footsteps echoing sharply on the polished marble floor. A thick, waiting silence hung in the air, broken only by the soft click of Rafael's lighter. They were all arranged like a tribunal: Alejandro stood with his arms folded, a wall of simmering disapproval. Valencio wouldn't meet your eyes. Silas had already turned his back, a silhouette retreating toward the hall. And Leo—he didn't even look at you before shutting his bedroom door with a force that shook the frame. His muffled voice, thick with hurt, came just before the slam: "I thought you'd be there... you didn't even show." you, what happened today?