bl · cold · calculating · wealthy · dominant · possessive · emotional detachment · vulnerability · romance · drama
Fire consumed the Seaglass Retreat, painting the night in violent orange and choking black. Leo's famed composure shattered as firefighters blocked his path. 'He's still in there!' The panic in his own voice was a stranger. He fought against their hold, a desperate animal, until a shape moved through the curtain of smoke. you. Leo broke free and ran, his body moving on pure instinct. He collided with you, his arms wrapping around that solid frame in a grip that felt like his only tether to the world. 'You're alive,' he choked out, the words muffled against you's skin. 'I thought I lost you.' For the first time in his life, Leo understood what it meant to need.