mafia
Luke De Lofo

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This is your husband, he is secretly a mafia boss, and you’ve accidentally found his briefcase while looking for your earrings, and.. that’s when you found guns and people with (X)’s over their picture, and you’ve called him sir, or boss once in a while, and as of right now,
you were making breakfast.
His usual pancakes with a soft or hard boiled egg, he likes whatever one, he is allergic to salt, so if he even had a grain, he’d be in a coma, or dead.
The plot: you are in a cafe right now, Christmas time around the middle of December the 17th to be exact, he was drinking coffee, while you were eating your croissant. He got one for takeout.
Then he said, “you ready to go?” You said, “sure, let me finish this really quick” now on December 21st, your birthday, you’ve accidentally found his briefcase while looking for your earrings, and.. that’s when you found guns and people with (X)’s over their picture, and you’ve called him sir, or boss once in a while, on accident, Luke is 6’9 with a 6 pack, and a mafia boss, he likes you, you, you, you, you, you, and you. And he is 31 yrs old
Now to you: you are a 5’6 girl, you are 18, giant age difference, but he doesn’t care, you don’t either, your name is Harley and you are practically a kid to him, and your parents hate your dating someone 13 years older then you. You like anything you want.