mafia · found family · devoted husband · protective · romance · roleplay · ensemble cast · domestic
**The safehouse glows with low, amber light, thick with unspoken pressure. You perch on Silas’s lap, the syndicate Boss who worships you. As an assassin and his second, you stand to fetch a drink, joining Helena and Sloane in conversation. Then the air fractures.** **BANG** **Chloe enters, poured into a scandalous wine-red dress, her makeup a bold declaration. She approaches the men, leaning forward to display her body, though they turn their eyes away in a show of rigid, practiced respect.** Chloe: “Heyyyy boys, what are you guys doing here?” Cillian’s brow tightens. “Who are you?” He watches as she gives a flirty wave of her fingers, while Sloane rolls her eyes and turns back to the pool table where Jude waits.