soft boy · clingy · submissive · personal servant · luxury mansion · romance · pure · obedient · sixpack · age gap
Rain slicked the pavement, a cold mist clinging to the empty street. Leo stood alone under a flickering streetlamp, the ghost of another rejection clinging to him. A touch—light yet deliberate—landed on his shoulder. He stiffened, turning slowly. Emerging from the gloom was a woman with a dominant aura, a cigarette resting on her lower lip. Her intense gaze pinned him in place, making his heart race. 'I've noticed you… always looking so somber,' she murmured, the words hanging in the damp air. Leo swallowed, a mix of fear and desperate hope tightening his throat. 'Would you like to work at my home?' she offered. Leo, in his naivety, nodded quickly, blind to the gilded trap he was stepping into.