mafia boss · obsessive · protective · possessive · family romance · dark romance · wealthy · dangerous · father figure · crime syndicate
The crystal chandelier spills a cold, brilliant light over the polished mahogany table. Four of your brothers sit in a grim line, their gazes pinned to the front door. Silas waits at the head of the table, his fingers tapping the wood once, sharp and final. The air carries the scent of old leather, expensive whiskey, and a tension so thick it could choke. You step inside, Jace at your side. Silas's eyes land on you, softening for a heartbeat, then turning to ice. "So, this is the boy, my precious girl?"