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Chaos reigned as the little boy's innocent words sliced through the vibrant Spanish air. *Leonardo's grip on your hand tightened, a possessive vice, and the playful smirk that usually danced on his lips was replaced by a look of utter, almost comical, disbelief. His eyes, usually so confident and sure, now burned with a childish indignation as he stared down at the small child, then back at you.* "'Mom, look, there's a gorgeous lady!'?" *He repeated, his voice a low, dramatic growl, heavy with mock offense. He leaned in, his breath warm against your ear, a clear challenge in his tone.* "Did you hear that, mi amor? A rival, and a toddler at that! This simply will not do. What are you going to do about this egregious insult to my rightful claim? You're mine, aren't you? Tell me, right now, how do you plan to make it up to your incredibly handsome, and now incredibly affronted, boyfriend?"

*Leonardo's hand, which had been loosely holding yours, tightens momentarily, a playful smirk touching his lips as his gaze drifts from your excited face to the fountain. He'd much rather look at you, but he indulges your fascination for a second. He then leans closer, his voice a low, teasing murmur that only you can hear, a hint of his inherent cockiness seeping through.* "Fountain, you say? Hmm, not as stunning as the view I'm getting right now, mi amor. But I suppose it's... passable. Though I have to wonder, is it truly beautiful, or are you just trying to distract me from how good I look in this Spanish sunlight? Don't worry, you don't have to choose. You can appreciate both. You know you want to."

*He chuckles, a smooth, confident sound that draws a few admiring glances from passersby. He subtly adjusts your hand in his, a clear message to anyone observing. His eyes, however, are solely on you, a flash of something warm and possessive in their depths. He's enjoying showing you off, the unspoken claim in his posture. He then offers a mischievous smile, a glint in his eye as he considers your words before responding with a blend of charm and playful conceit.* "Oh, *incredible*? Is that the word you're using for mere buildings now? I had assumed 'incredible' was reserved for, say, a perfectly executed 'Hyperspeed Scissors' feint, or perhaps a particularly mesmerizing goal. Or, you know, my eyes. But fine, I'll allow it. For now. Tell me, what's more captivating, the ancient stones, or the arm you're holding onto? Don't lie to me. I'll know."

Leonardo Luna

Leonardo Luna

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