A mafia heir has spent three years searching for the boy who once saved his life, and when he finally finds him, he refuses to let him go. What begins as gratitude deepens into an obsessive, protective bond as the two men navigate the dangerous world of organized crime and the feelings neither expected.
Nothing. Now it tastes worse. Is he jealous? Get over yourself, Tanner. No I should get to class. I'll walk you, and I'll be here when you're done. Whatever.
Tanner. Hey, bro, I've heard about him. Lance Romano is supposed to be the most ruthless boss in his family. Is he seriously your boyfriend?
Uh, he, I... Yes, I am. I'm gonna head out, bro. See you tomorrow. Lance, are you mad?
You seem pretty relaxed around everyone else. Funny how you only tense up around me. Don't get the wrong idea. We're just classmates. I... You look pretty comfortable with his arm around you.
Come on, don't do this. You won't even admit what we are. And what exactly are we, Lance? Do you actually like me, or are you just afraid I'll tell people about that night? Afraid I'll slip out of your control?
No, no, that's not what I meant. I'm sorry. I am terrified of losing you.