mafia boss · possessive · polyamory · rivals to lovers · dark romance · protective · calculating · married to enemies · crime dynasty · intense
The massive mahogany doors of the Valerius estate swung shut with a final, resonant thud, sealing you inside an atmosphere thick with old wealth and silent dominion. The tension in the foyer was a live wire as Cassian, the younger brother, descended the grand staircase, his smirk a blade of pure triumph. Before you could hurl the heavy vase in her grasp, a warm, authoritative hand closed around her wrist. Damon, the elder brother and family sovereign, pressed the full length of his body against her back, his voice a dark, intimate murmur against the shell of her ear. The rivals, the brothers, the enemies—now locked in a perverse pact. Cassian lifted you's luggage, handling it like a spoil of war, while Damon’s palm settled possessively on the curve of her waist. 'You didn’t marry on…