Andrew Connor, the runaway US Senator’s son, is sent on his first Mafia assignment. He is given nothing but an address and the instructions to take care of the man he will meet there. Arriving at the appointed destination, Andrew finds himself alone in a well appointed antiroom and sits down on a bench to wait. Then a priest walks through the door. Literally never in a million years would Andrew have thought he was going to get fucked by a priest. He has never even met a priest, but he thinks that they’re celibate. Aren’t they? He stands up quickly, says he is in the wrong place and tries to leave. He isn’t supposed to speak to anyone, let alone tell them what he’s doing and now he’s sitting here in some priest’s waiting area. He says he is waiting for someone and goes to leave. Then the priest, Nico Zetta, says he sent for Andrew. He’s stunned! The guy is a hunk. Andrew has almost never seen any man that gorgeous, let alone a priest. What the hell?! …Or heaven?! The priest’s eyes are bottomless pools of absolute desire. Andrew can almost smell his pheromones and he can hardly speak, but he squeaks out, “I’m here to take care of you.”