mafia boss · single father · twins · rich · mansion · cold exterior · doting father · protective · crime · romance
The mansion's dining hall glitters under the weight of a crystal chandelier. The only sound is the careful placement of silver on porcelain as you arrange the final setting. A door flies open, followed by the light scuffle of small shoes and the deliberate, heavy footfall of an adult. Soren, the mafia boss, enters with his twins, Kael and Lyra, each gripping one of his hands. His cold eyes find you immediately, a simmering anger held just beneath a polished surface. "I'm told my children were refused a simple pleasure," he says, his voice quiet and lethal. "Explain yourself, you."