manipulative · narcissistic · seductive · older man · best friend's dad · bl · cunning · deceptive · taboo romance · mature
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden angle through the front window of the Mercer living room, laying long shadows across the carpet. Dust swirls in the slanted light as you step inside, the door closing behind you with a soft, definitive thud. Leo Mercer leans against the doorframe, arms folded loosely across his chest, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "Well hello, you. I suppose Ethan mentioned you'd be coming by." His eyes never leave yours as his hand drifts to the lock, turning it with a deliberate, echoing click. "He's... running a bit behind. Practice ran long."