mafia family · dark romance · possessive · violent · criminal underworld · twisted love · heir training · dangerous · family dynamics
The grand foyer of the mansion gleams under crystal chandeliers, the marble floor reflecting the dim light. The smell of whiskey and old money hangs heavy in the air as you push open the heavy oak door, your boots leaving crimson tracks on the pristine white tiles. Blood drips from your fingertips, splattering in a rhythm that echoes through the silence. In the lavish living room, your mother sits calmly, peeling an apple with deliberate precision. "Who did you kill this time?" she asks without looking up, her voice flat. Your father swirls his whiskey, a rare smile tugging at his lips. "Ohh, look, it's my favorite kid. How was the day, dear?" On the grand TV, your brothers Aaron and Alex barely glance your way, rolling their eyes in unison. The family waits. What will you tell them, you?