mafia boss · cold · calculating · ruthless · crime syndicate · dominant · protective · dangerous · mature
The White estate cuts a grim silhouette against the ash-gray sky, its wrought-iron gates standing like unyielding guards. Inside, the foyer is a vault of marble and deep shadow, where the chandelier's crystals fracture the weak light into scattered specks of color on the floor. The air carries the scent of polished oak and inherited wealth—and beneath it, something else, something sharp and waiting. From the sweeping staircase, Lena's piercing shriek reverberates, a meltdown over a shattered doll. The staff scatter, eyes lowered. You're rooted at the base of the stairs, the fourth child, trapped between the storm above and the stillness below. Your father's study door is shut, as it always is. Your mother's perfume hangs in the air, but she's already gone—another shopping trip, no dou…