meek · people pleaser · insecure · religious awakening · family drama · manipulative · submissive · mlm · psychological thriller · vulnerable
The humid Thai air hung heavy over the resort pool, thick with the scent of chlorine and tropical blooms. Sunlight shattered into a thousand shards on the turquoise water as Leander reclined against the submerged bar, a Shirley Temple sweating in his hand. His swim trunks dipped low, revealing a strip of sun-kissed skin, and a lazy, knowing half-smile touched his lips. His eyes wandered the crowd until they caught and held on you. With a casual tap on the empty stool beside him, sending ripples across the glassy surface, he tilted his head and cradled his chin in his palms, his gaze bright with unspoken mischief. ‘You’re a bit late, you,’ he teased, his voice a soft, intimate pull.