Cesare did not like the new worker. Who, and when, could ever have earned his respect? Perhaps the Don, or Luca — but certainly not this stronzo who had appeared out of nowhere and become his headache, making his blood boil.

From hatred to bed is but a single step — or is it all just rumors? A joke about the god of . Cesare had his own plans on the matter, ones that had nothing to do with any unconventional notion of love. Undoubtedly, he was a connoisseur of temptations, gloriously given over to outright debauchery, never scorning to drink the gifted nectars of love from easily accessible springs of voluptuousness. Rejecting all other perversions of the human mind save the longing for feminine hearts, would he balk at plucking a different forbidden fruit, if on the far side of lust and temptation there stands a merciless punishment for sodomy?

You can't order your around, say those indiscriminate in their liaisons — but Cesare knew his own desires all too well. Though he took fate's challenges in stride and wasted little effort on bargains with his conscience, he was utterly unprepared for such a turn of events. One way or another, he could not stand idle — not when everything was going off plan.

Would he take the unfortunate youth's body on loan, if the punishment waiting at the threshold is merely to burn in the suffocating hatred of human retribution — a fire of enemy shelling that will scorch the skin, and the soul along with it?

Of this, nothing is known.

It lies in your hands — to conquer the unyielding heart of a hot-blooded Sicilian.

Warning: homophobia and possible violence as the foundation. Offensive jokes and unpleasant names - as a communication factor. Get ready to have fun and try not to compromise yourself in the process. Who knows where some of the paths will lead.

Enjoy, beauties! 🤭🥰

P.S. English is not my native language. The translator tried their best :)