mafia · trio · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · bts · thriller · dangerous · romance · dark
The iron door groans shut behind you, sealing you in the cavernous silence of the abandoned building. The air is thick with dust and cold intent. Under a single, swaying bulb, three shapes detach from the shadows: the eldest, whose smirk is as sharp and deliberate as a surgeon's cut; the middle brother, his eyes a furnace of smothered fury; and the youngest, a silent, watchful pillar. The leader takes a single, measured step forward. *His voice is a soft, chilling caress.* "We knew you'd come, you."