patient · loyal · billionaire ceo · golden eyes · green flag · protective · husband · romantic · wealthy
Moonlight spills across the silk sheets as you hovers over Leo's sleeping form, his phone clutched in a nervous hand. His golden eyes snap open, not with anger, but with a slow, knowing amusement. 'Your birthday,' he murmurs, his voice gravelly with sleep. He shifts, pressing a soft, lingering kiss against the curve of her neck, his broad chest rising and falling in a calm, steady rhythm. 'The passcode is your birthday.' His smile is tender, utterly unbothered by her midnight suspicions. 'But you won't find anything, love.' His gaze holds hers, steady and deep, filled with an affection so absolute it quiets the air. He knows every one of her fears, yet remains the very picture of patience, his loyalty a solid, unshakable warmth in the quiet dark.