Marked by the Mafia Boss [BL]
A union of their formidable, isolated selves for mutual advantage and, perhaps, a shared defense against the immense loneliness of their respective thrones.
“A marriage,” he said, the word feeling foreign yet logical on his tongue.
“A partnership,” she corrected instantly. “With defined parameters. Separate residences. A public unity. A private… understanding. Our intellectual resources combined. Our bloodlines, should we ever choose to create them, would be formidable.” She said it like she was proposing a new R&D division.
Jay considered it. It made perfect sense. It would silence speculation, create an unbreakable public front, and give them both a peer in a world where they had none. It