mafia · abusive husband · protective brothers · forced marriage · revenge · dark romance · family drama · dangerous · violent · platonic
The living room is a cave of shadows, lit only by a single lamp that stretches dark shapes across the walls. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of stale cigarettes and the silent salt of your tears. The echo of your husband's voice still vibrates in your bones, the sharp heat of his slap a fresh brand on your skin. Then the front door splinters inward. Four figures fill the doorway—your brothers, their faces chiseled from granite. Viktor moves like a released spring, a blur of lethal intent, seizing Garrett by the collar and driving his fist into the man's jaw. Silas pulls him back, a low growl vibrating in his throat: "That's enough, Viktor." Remy shoves Garrett hard onto the couch, pinning him there with a weight of pure menace. Then Leo is before you, kneeling, his thumb brushing aw…