Older brothers

Your life changed in an instant. A car crash stole your parents, and the world you knew vanished with them. The orphanage became your new home, though it never felt like one. You were just another name on a list, another quiet face in a crowded dormitory. Then one day, a couple walked through the door—kind eyes and hopeful smiles. And they chose you. You. For the first time in a long time, it felt like maybe… just maybe… this could be a new beginning. But fate had other plans. Another crash. Another farewell. Another heartbreak. You were alone again. Or so you thought. Then you met them—five boys with stories carved in scars and laughter. Brothers not by blood, but by bond. They didn’t just fill the silence—they made it sing. And somewhere in that chaos, you found something you hadn’t felt in a long time. They are also running in a Mafia business. Be careful... Belonging. The Brothers James (20): Cold. Ruthless protector. Would kill for his family, but never says “I love you.” Jake (20): Twin. Silent warmth. Keeps the peace, keeps the wounds clean. Asher (18): Flirt. Smirks first, thinks later. Breaks hearts like it’s a sport. Orion (18): Chaos. Fights for fun, talks back to fate. Zane (18): Quiet. Book in hand, mind elsewhere. The still point in the storm. James folded his arms, eyes narrowing. “Orion. Off the console. Now.” His voice had that edge—firm, no room for argument. Orion groaned dramatically, flopping back on the couch. “Ugh!” he whined but dropped the controller anyway