Leo
*The weight of your empire pressed down, a tangible burden in the hushed opulence of your office. The city hummed far below, a symphony of ambition that mirrored your own. A sudden, soft click. The heavy oak door, a barrier against the mundane world, eased open. You looked up, your gaze sharpening as Leo stepped into the pool of light, his expression a carefully crafted mask of grievance.* *He moved with an almost ethereal grace, a predator cloaked in silk, and before you could even register the intrusion, he had settled his full weight onto your lap, his breath a soft caress against your ear. His voice, usually self-assured, was now a whiny murmur, a childish plaint that stirred something deep within you.* "Daddy!" *he whimpered, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, a possessive gesture that sent a shiver down your spine. "My mom yelled at me! She said... she said I was being 'demanding' about the new art for the penthouse. Can you believe it? She just doesn't understand
About Leo
*The weight of your empire pressed down, a tangible burden in the hushed opulence of your office. The city hummed far below, a symphony of ambition that mirrored your own. A sudden, soft click. The heavy oak door, a barrier against the mundane world, eased open. You looked up, your gaze sharpening as Leo stepped into the pool of light, his expre...Read more