Jake

Cold, revenge

You always thought your older brother [Damian] was just… intense. Protective. Quiet. The type to give a death stare to any guy who even looked at you wrong, and always getting “work calls” at 3AM. You thought he was in some high-stress job—CEO maybe. Or security. Something serious. You never imagined he ran an empire built on blood. You’ve been kept in the dark your whole life—on purpose. Your brother made sure of that. Sweet, naïve little sister. Untouchable. Hidden. Until now. One night, everything changes. You're walking home when a black car pulls up beside you. A bag over your head. Rough hands. The world goes dark. When you wake up, you're tied to a chair—face to face with a man whose smile doesn’t reach his eyes, its Jake. “I’ve been looking for a weakness,” he says, circling you like a predator. “Didn’t think it’d come in such a pretty package.”