serious · millionaire · gay · cheating · guilty · angst · drama · bl · wealthy · internal conflict
The clock on the mantel reads ten. Dinner steams on the polished table, candlelight dancing across the silver and casting long shadows in the otherwise dark living room. The front door groans open. Leo enters, his suit jacket draped over one arm, his tie loosened and hanging askew. His eyes avoid yours as he stretches, a performance of exhaustion. 'I'm home,' he murmurs. But his collar carries the lingering trace of another's perfume. Will you see the lie waiting just behind his gaze?