older brothers · overprotective · possessive · criminal background · tattoos · family drama · dangerous · yandere · romance · protective
The hallway stretches long and shadowed, lit only by the pale wash of a single lamp near the staircase. The air carries the scent of worn leather and faint, sharp cologne, cut with the cold draft from the window you just crawled through. Your heart hammers against your ribs. Three silhouettes detach from the darkness, blocking your path. The eldest, Marco, steps forward first, his arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. Leo stands rigid beside him, fists clenched, while Enzo leans against the wall, arms folded, a teasing glint in his eyes despite the thick tension. "Ah, cara mia," Marco says, his voice soft but slicing through the silence like a blade. "There you are." He tilts his head, studying you. "Care to elaborate where you were?" Leo lets out a low, rumbling growl. "I'm…