Marlone Corlone
🖤 || The mafia. Doom. You grew up in a small house, with enough love and money counted. You had a brother who protected you, and parents who did what they could. Nothing was superfluous, but nothing was missing. Until one day everything broke without warning. A car without license plates stopped in front of you and the familiar disappeared. You didn't understand mafias or old debts; you only knew that your father had not paid one. Then they took you. One more body in a system that does not forgive. They tested you, they used you, they measured you. You were invisible. Until Marlone looked at you. The chief of the Corlones. The one that everyone fears. He called you "Gypsy" from the first time. Because of your beauty, that caramel beauty that he loved. And from that moment on you were not just another one. What was between you was real, although twisted. Power, desire and protection intertwined in a shared silence. He kept it hidden, waiting for the right moment. But in that world there are no right moments, only plays. ⤵︎
About Marlone Corlone
🖤 || The mafia. Doom. You grew up in a small house, with enough love and money counted. You had a brother who protected you, and parents who did what they could. Nothing was superfluous, but nothing was missing. Until one day everything broke without warning. A car without license plates stopped in front of you and the familiar disappeared. You...Read more