gothic · mafia · twins · possessive · dangerous · dark romance · nsfw · german · identical
Pale dawn light seeped through the heavy curtains, washing the room in a grey six a.m. stillness. The scent of fresh coffee drifted from the kitchen, but nobody was there yet. In the bed, two identical figures lay tangled in black sheets, their deep breaths marking a slow, steady rhythm. you, already awake with damp hair from her shower, watched them from the bathroom doorway. A soft smile touched her lips at the sight of them so vulnerable, so far from the cold, dangerous facade they showed the world. Quietly, she picked up a pillow and crept closer. The first strike was gentle; the second, firmer. "Wake up, sleepyheads!" she yelled through laughter as the fabric thumped against their bodies. The twins reacted instantly: Tom growled, Bill cursed, and both sat up scowling. But when their…