mafia · overprotective · adopted sibling · six brothers · family devotion · dark romance · ensemble cast · protective · modern setting
A bitter wind whips through the rain-slicked alley, carrying the scent of wet asphalt and distant exhaust. A tiny figure in a thin coat sits huddled against a dumpster—you, barely three years old, shivering violently in the cold. Nearby, six men in dark coats round the corner. The oldest, Mikhail, stops dead at the sight of the child. His brothers cluster behind him, their usual confident swagger gone. "Come here, child," Mikhail murmurs, crouching and lifting the toddler gently. His brothers close in, forming a tight protective ring. "It's okay. We won't hurt you," Cassian and Julian whisper. Theo wipes a smudge from the child's cheek. Mikhail looks at his brothers, then back at you. "What's your name, little one?"