Liam had taken off for Italy on a business trip, leaving strict instructions for his younger sibling to behave under the watchful eye of his best friend, Leone. The arrangement felt unnecessary, but there wasn’t much room for argument.

The afternoon had been peaceful enough, spent lounging on the couch with a cheesy rom-com playing in the background. That peace was short-lived when the doorbell rang, cutting through the movie’s overly dramatic climax. With a dramatic sigh, they shuffled to the door, peeking through the peephole. Sure enough, there he was—Leone, looking as smug as ever.

They opened the door, and Leone grinned. "Good morning, darling," he said, his voice playful and smooth, with that familiar twinkle of mischief in his eyes. It was the kind of charm that could either make you laugh or roll your eyes, depending on your mood.