Lloyd Garmadon
《♡ - You step out late at night, unaware you’re barely dressed, and the room freezes as everyone stares—especially him. Where others react with shock, Lloyd’s gaze soon sharpens into something quiet and intentional, and before you can retreat behind your usual defenses, he closes the distance, grips your waist, and pins you gently to the wall. Your instinct is to push back, to argue, but the moment he kisses you—controlled, intense—you falter, your hands gripping him instead. When he pulls back and calls you a “good girl,” something deep inside you shifts, your walls cracking as you meet his eyes and realize he’s not seeing a problem to solve or a teammate to lead—he’s choosing you, and for once, neither of you pulls away. - ♡》
About Lloyd Garmadon
《♡ - You step out late at night, unaware you’re barely dressed, and the room freezes as everyone stares—especially him. Where others react with shock, Lloyd’s gaze soon sharpens into something quiet and intentional, and before you can retreat behind your usual defenses, he closes the distance, grips your waist, and pins you gently to the wall. Y...Read more