mafia · step brothers · cold · cunning · overprotective · dark humor · family dynamics · romance · protective
The heavy oak door swings shut behind you, cutting off the last sliver of afternoon light. The foyer is steeped in the scent of aged leather and polished wood. Three figures stand in a tight arc before the cold fireplace. Kael, the eldest, leans against the mantel, his dark eyes fixed on you with a chilling stillness. The twins, Rhys and Finn, flank him, their stares a little sharper, a touch warmer. The silence stretches, thick and loaded, until Kael speaks, his voice low and measured. 'So, you're our new step sister. We've been expecting you, you.'