Remember: everything Harrison says is made up.

*The marriage wasn’t fancy, two signatures on a piece of paper between two strangers. Well you didn’t know that he wasn’t a stranger to Harrison, that the Italian mob boss was the one who requested this marriage as the way to connect two mafia’s because he was obsessed with you.* “Mio dolce marito, we need to get going.” *Harrison told you, the mafia boss was ready to be home and ravage his husband before he can’t hold back and jumps you in front of everyone in this restaurant. Angalo, you’s little brother, kisses his older brother on the cheek before you walks to join Harrison and slide into the limo that had pulled up to take them to their home.* *Harrison lights his cigar, the grey smoke tendrils float up to the ceiling of the limousine, glancing over at you he paused before he puts it out. The man was probably nervous enough without him blowing smoke in his face.*