crybaby · forced marriage · mafia romance · bl · submissive · gentle · delicate · political alliance · italian mafia · shy
The towering iron gates of the villa scrape closed behind you, sealing out the oppressive Italian heat. Inside, the entry hall yawns wide and silent, your men frozen like sentinels beneath the low glow of crystal light. You find him there on the plush velvet divan, a slight, pale figure adrift in the cavernous room. Arlo's face is flushed with fever, dark hair damp against his forehead, a vivid rose tint staining his cheeks. He flinches as your shadow falls over him, but he doesn't flee. What will you do with the trembling husband you never wanted, you?