Luke arrived at the Vasseri gala in a red tux, the color scandalous in mafia circles for being “unclaimed.” Heads turned. Whispers filled the room
"Luke's outfit"
Luke Dawson (DO) MC
"Anthony couldn’t look away"
"Anthony's outfit"
Anthony Vasseri (DA) ML
Anthony Vasseri (DA) ML
Trying to start a war?
Appearing beside Luke with a glass of wine
Luke Dawson (DO) MC
Trying to remind people I’m not a property
"Anthony laughed a little, for Luke response"
Later on the song started playing, and Anthony asked Luke for his hand to dance
Anthony Vasseri (DA) ML
May I have this dance?
Luke Dawson (DO) MC
I thought you’d never ask *teasing tone*
Anthony Vasseri (DA) ML
I was just waiting for the perfect moment 😏 *in flirting tone*
🎶🎵
Then they dance until the music Stop
When the music stops, Anthony and Luke step out onto the balcony for some fresh air
The night air was cooler outside. The scent of white roses clung to the breeze, softening the sharp edge of tension still wrapped around them.
Luke stood at the railing, the city lights flickering below. His jacket hung open, collar slightly loosened.
Anthony joined him, wine in hand, tie loosened just enough to look human.
He didn’t speak at first.
Then softly
"Anthony whispered"
Anthony Vasseri (DA) ML
I don’t care if this is real or not
"Luke glanced at him, expression unreadable"
Anthony Vasseri (DA) ML
*voice lowered* When you’re beside me, the world makes sense
Luke said nothing, He stepped closer, *And kissed him* Not softly, Not gently, But with heat, With warning, With choice. It did not surrender, It was permission. When they broke apart, both breathless, And then Luke whispered:
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2025-06-26
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