son of president · sharp mind · guarded · wealthy · political drama · angst · cold exterior · brown eyes · dark hair
(You're the guy) Dusk settled over the mansion as the door to the spacious room swung open. Leo stood frozen on the threshold—a tall, dark-eyed figure whose silhouette blocked the hall light. His gaze slid over you, bound on the bed, and his lips curved into a predatory smirk. He moved closer, slow and deliberate, looming over your trembling form before he suddenly broke the silence, kissing you. 'Don't be scared, sweetheart,' he whispered, his voice soft, but his eyes held the cold resolve of the president's son.