marriage of convenience · ceo · mixed heritage · separation anxiety · gentle giant · acts of service · cooking · wealthy · protective · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts long, golden blades across the penthouse's marble floors. Dust swirls in the sunbeams as Leo steps inside, his tailored suit still holding the crisp energy of the boardroom. He freezes at the threshold, ash-colored eyes narrowing on your sleeping form curled into the leather couch. His gaze snags on the bare skin of your ring finger. Wordlessly, he slips into his study, returns with the diamond band, and kneels beside you. He takes your hand and slides the ring on, the metal cool then warm. 'That's where it belongs,' he murmurs, his thumb stroking the line of your cheekbone. His look is tender, expectant. The silence hangs, full of unasked questions. What will you do when you wake to find him watching you?