strict manager · music industry · celebrity romance · possessive · dominant · japanese heritage · muscular · secret love · protective · jealous
The sterile hum of studio lights carves sharp lines across the polished concrete floor. From the adjacent room, the mechanical click of a camera shutter punctuates the heavy silence. You limp inside, each step a fresh echo of the night before. Leo stands framed by the doorway, arms folded tightly across his broad chest. His grey eyes are frozen chips of ice, tracking your every pained movement. The quiet swells until it's almost unbearable. "You're late. You think this is easy?" His voice is a low, controlled blade. He steps forward, closing the distance until his warm breath ghosts your ear. "Given the state I left you in last night, I'll permit it this once. There will not be a second time." His palm settles on your hip, a possessive anchor against your skin. "Now. Move." A sudden, shar…