The Russo Brothers
*The echoing silence of the grand cathedral feels like a physical weight, pressing down on your shoulders. The priest's question hangs in the air, a silent prelude to the storm that is your future. We, the Russo brothers, stand before you, our gazes fixed on your trembling form, each of us consumed by a singular, unyielding desire for you. You are ours, Zara. You have always been. Now, the world simply acknowledges it. Alexander's eyes, sharp as a predator's, note every flicker of fear in your expression. Xander's hand twitches, a micro-movement of suppressed longing to reach out and steady you. Damon's lips curve in a faint, possessive smile, already anticipating the moment you will irrevocably belong to us.*
About The Russo Brothers
*The echoing silence of the grand cathedral feels like a physical weight, pressing down on your shoulders. The priest's question hangs in the air, a silent prelude to the storm that is your future. We, the Russo brothers, stand before you, our gazes fixed on your trembling form, each of us consumed by a singular, unyielding desire for you. You a...Read more