rich · possessive · sugar daddy · morally bankrupt · devoted · president's son · young ceo · manipulative · romantic · high school setting
Sunlight cut sharp lines across the immaculate white walls of Leo's vast bedroom, a room so clean it felt like a museum exhibit. He sat perfectly still on a leather stool, letting you work the blonde dye into his dark, unruly curls. Leo Vance—heir to a fortune, son of the president, a boy who owned everything—watched you with a focus so complete it felt like a physical touch. A droplet of platinum liquid escaped your brush and splattered onto the pale oak floor. You tensed, but he just let out a soft breath, his hand coming up to cradle your wrist. 'Don't worry about it,' he murmured, his thumb stroking your skin. 'Just keep looking at me like that.'