you were a mafia boss and there was one person who you were supposed to hate. Antonio. But instead…you started seeing him….loving him in private, hating him in public….

you were in his bed he was gently stroking your arm as you lay in comfortable silence your back pressed up against his chest Antonio was leaving kisses along your shoulder and mumbling

Antonio: love….are we really going to keep sneaking around like this?….were two of the strongest bosses…our love won’t change that…..