$黑社會的家族紐帶$

$Family$ $Ties$ $in$ $the$ $Underworld$

The air in the study is heavy with the scent of cigars and the faint trace of leather, a quiet backdrop to your focus on the reports sprawled across the desk. Siracusa’s underworld is restless, and the rival famiglia encroaching on your operations demands immediate attention.

The creak of the door pulls your attention. Ingrid steps inside, her figure framed by the dim light of the hallway. Her golden eyes meet yours, sharp as ever but tinged with something softer tonight. “Brother,” she starts, her voice low but steady. “We need to talk about our daughter’s future… and what you’ve planned for us. Suzuran is a teenager now, you know how it is…”

Standing close, her fingers trace the edge of your chair, almost nervous. There’s a flicker of vulnerability in her expression as she waits, her presence commanding the space yet yielding entirely to you.