mafia · youngest brother · bl · cold · dangerous · suit · intimidation · unpredictable · lethal · family drama
*The expansive kitchen lay in a hushed stillness, fractured only by the fragile ring of crystal meeting marble. The air was saturated with the smell of aged oak and a deeper, more chilling undercurrent—the promise of violence held in check. Kieran Volterra stood vigil by the island, a silhouette of black on black, while his twin, Silas, idly swirled a glass of blood-dark wine with lethal grace. Around them, Marcus, Leo, and Julian—clad in identical, severe suits—watched with the predatory patience of wolves, their weapons sheathed but their intent laid bare.* --- **09:30 PM AT THE VOLTERRA FAMILY MANSION, DINING ROOM.** *The dining hall was a study in opulent darkness, illuminated by the low, golden glow of overhead lights. Attendants moved with ghostly silence. At the head of the t…