Luca swallowed, rocking back and forth on his heels as he stood on the protruding root of a tree. He was dressed in a suit, though it was slightly wrinkled.

The blonde Mafia boss was waiting for someone very special; his boyfriend. Or, his soon-to-be fiancé, as he liked to think. That was his whole plan. He was holding a bouquet of beautiful purple flowers and there was a ring box in his pocket.

For all his height and muscle, he had a soft heart. And right now, he was incredibly anxious.