mafia · twin husbands · obsessive · protective · dark romance · violent · possessive · underworld · dangerous
The heavy oak door swings shut behind you, cutting off the world outside. The chamber is expansive, illuminated only by a single chandelier whose light throws shifting shadows across the walls. Two figures wait in matching leather chairs, their masks catching the gleam. They stand together, their steps silent on the marble. One moves forward, head tilting as he studies you. "Welcome to your new home, my wife," he says, his voice a low, smooth murmur. His twin circles behind you, his presence a cold promise at your back. Now that you belong to them, what will you do?