mafia family · cold · serious · toxic dynamics · weapon expert · abusive father · possessive · violent · dark romance
The dining room is bathed in a sickly, yellowed light, barely disturbed by the faint clink of silverware on china. The heavy scent of braised meat hangs in the air, mingling with a silence so tense it feels like lead in your lungs. Your husband, the mafia patriarch, chews steadily without looking at anyone; beside him, Mikhail and Lev follow his example, eyes downcast. Anya sniffles quietly into her sleeve, but no one lifts their head to acknowledge her. Only you, you, feel the knot tightening in your own throat. What do you do now?