The sun was blissfully gliding through the skies providing just the right amount of light and shade, resulting in a blissful weather through the day. The lawn had been sprinkled with tables and lovely nets of flowers hanging from the trees while pastel coloured balloons were fitted all through the venue. It was Troye's engagement. Jacob and Harry had put in enough effort to preserve subtlety yet reaffirm elegance in the party.
The ceremony had proceeded with absolute perfection and integrity. There was still a lot of socializing going on with games being played and the dance floor occupied with traditional dancing.
"Very well organised, Mister Mobster." Louis slipped next to Harry and kissed his cheek behind the tree. The pair had been to the Caribbean in the weeks which had passed after Harry had been discharged from the hospital where the mobster had faithfully renewed their vows. In Jamaica Louis had been confronted with the fact that Zayn had no idea about Niall's doing.
"Thank you, doll," Harry smiled and placed his flower crown appropriately.
"You're welcome." He told, kissing his cheek again and drawing his hands around his husband.
"What have you been upto?" Harry questioned him, pressing him against the tree and kissed his cheek.
"I was with Zayn until Liam dragged him off somewhere about forty minutes back and they still haven't returned." Louis muttered with a roll of his eyes.
"I should do that with you too." Harry nuzzled his neck, initiating giggles from Louis, "Steal you off to secluded areas just to fuck you hard and then wait for everyone to ask why you're walking funny."
A furiously red blush assaulted Louis' cheeks while he let out a low sounding groan into Harry's ear.
"Can't wait to knock you up," he muttered and bit his ear, "so full with my child."
"Which is why I'm on the pill, right now." Louis pouted, pulling himself away from his person, Harry set his emerald gaze upon his lovely husband's face. "We've spoken about this right?"
"I know." Louis said looking up at him, "but a child would be so nice, Hazza."
"Of course, it would and I know our relationship is pretty good too but Louis, your med school is a priority." Harry kissed his cheek, jerking him forward to bring him closer.
Louis nodded his head in reluctance and smiled forcefully at his husband, "Of course, hon."
"Anyway, there was someone I wanted you to meet." He beckoned him, placing his arm on Louis' waist.
"Can't we sneak out somewhere instead of meeting your friend?" Louis suggested with a wink.
"Tempting."
"But no?"
"No." Harry agreed with a chuckle causing Harry to let out a moan of discontentment.
Approaching a man in a well tailored black suit, Harry tapped his shoulder. Turning to face Harry was Louis' biggest nightmare, blonde lock stuck to the sides of his well chiselled face with electric blue eyes quietly staring back at the man.
"Doll, this is Vladimir Moretti, he is one amongst the biggest investors in our hotels in the States." Harry introduced, looking up to Vladimir, "This is my husband, Louis."
"Pleasure to meet you, Louis." He smiled a sinister grin.
Louis' mouth ran dry and all he did was blink at the man who confronted him barely able to croak, "Nice to meet you."
"Harry, I'm really exhausted, I wanna go home," he abruptly told immediately after the greeting.
Frowning at the sudden change in his behaviour, the mob boss shook his head, "What's wrong? Are you fine, doll?"
"I'll find Reus, I want to go back home." Louis agreed and just moved away and the discomfort he felt was clear to the mobster.
* * *
Anxious. That's what Louis was. There was an anniversary dinner which was taking place in the manor where all the mob bosses had been invited to including Stephan's sister Veronica.
The weeks after the engagement part had been exhausting, Anne had been drugged and attacked at a charity function she attended alongside a few other women in her circle.
Surprisingly, Veronica was present at this specific charity function and when investigated further it was Veronica who handed her the drink which was the last thing she consumed before being physically assault and landing with a bump on her head.
The cherry on the top of the cake was when Harry received a note in his office saying:
'Little Lia will be next'
And that made him even more worried, the entire family was plagued by a house arrest and the security around their properties increased twice by the number. Harry had actively discouraged the celebration of the anniversary dinner at the manor but Stephan had insisted that if they did organise it,it could lure the predator.
"Or one of us could get killed but that's okay," Cara had thrown back venomously at Stephan with a roll of her eyes.
But that's not what worried Louis, what worried him was having both Vladimir and Veronica under the same roof. The name Vladimir stirred worry to Louis, with the exception of the fact he was his ex boyfriend who had tortured him to the extent that all he did was stare at the wall for days together because even psychologists felt he was too traumatized to talk nevermind hold a conversation about moving on.
After meeting Vladimir, Louis' rationale asked him to tell Harry the truth about what had actually happened in America and why he really came down to Italy but his insecurities beat him to it and he kept quiet. The fact he was receiving threatening messages after messages from him should've been a motivating factor to prompt him to tell Harry but surprisingly, it wasn't. He just kept delaying it to tell his husband and at this point, he was afraid that this would lead to something problematic.
Adding on to that was how he remembered Vladimir was also Veronica's son's name who went missing when he was ten and the accumulation of this sort of evidence pointed in one direction which was that the two of them were trying to extract age old revenge from Stephan.
"Penny for your thoughts," Harry's hands slid around Louis' waist and kissed him on his neck.
"Nothing, just worried about the recent happenings." Louis lied through his teeth, forcing a smile.
Harry didn't buy it but neither did he prod on the topic. Instead, he placed butterfly kisses over Louis exposed neck. "Don't worry, doll. Nothing is going to happen to anybody not with me around."
Rotating his person, he flung his hands around Harry's neck and kissed his cheek, "That's why I'm worried, I don't want anything to happen to anyone especially you."
"Nothing is gonna happen to anyone, don't worry, doll." He said nuzzling his neck and handed Louis a pale cream tie, "Now, could you tie this, please?"
A sly smirk playfully jumped onto Louis' lips, "Only if it's in exchange of sexual favours."
"That's highly demanding of you," Harry muttered kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt which was the only garment Louis mostly ever wore in his presence.
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Criminal || Larry Stylinson Mob AU
Fanfiction"So all of this is my fault?" He scowled back. "Harry, he is fragile. He can't bear up with your anger or try to break past your stone cold exterior if you don't let him." His father reasoned. "No, dad. I highly doubt that's what he wants from me, I...
