The Mafia's Newest Threat
CARLO ANTONELLO WASN'T READY to give up just yet, if fact he was adamant about staying exactly where he was. There was no way he could walk away he was in too deep; his feelings were growing each day and a part of that scared him. On the days he didn't see Lucian he was in Marcus's bed, getting fucked every which way his little heart desired. Among the Antonellos and the Botticellis, this was considered treason, if anyone ever found out—well, let's just say his father wouldn't let him live long enough to feel the aftershocks of humiliation brought on their family. Yet, there was something so magnetic about Marcus that kept him coming back for more. It wasn't just the sex they got along fairly well, even when he had trouble understanding his jokes or English in general.