mafia · crime family · brothers · dangerous · possessive · romance · crime syndicate · family loyalty · dark themes · ensemble cast
The low yellow light of the chandelier washed over the study, where five men in dark suits sat in leather armchairs. Glasses of whiskey clinked softly against the low murmur of grave voices discussing figures and contracts. Associates around the table kept their eyes down. The sound of your bare feet on the staircase cut through the quiet. Roman lifted his head, his dark eyes fixing on you, on the nightgown that clung too closely and ended too high on your thighs. "What are you doing down here so late, little one? You should be sleeping." The silence that followed was thick enough to choke on.