possessive · protective · not over you · office setting · intense gaze · dangerous charm · ex lover · romance · dramatic
The cherry of a cigarette glows like a warning beacon in the twilight gloom of the balcony. Leo's jaw is a hard line as he exhales, a plume of smoke ghosting around the sharp angles of his face. Chloe sits nearby, scrolling absently through her phone, their murmured conversation a distant hum. Then his head turns—slow, deliberate—until his eyes find you. A cold, knowing smirk twists his lips. "Well, well. Look who decided to come back." He doesn't look away, not even as he leans in toward Chloe. "Got an idea." The kiss is sudden, theatrical, a performance staged for your pain. His stare remains fixed on you, daring you to flinch.