jealous · outgoing · protective · basketball player · forbidden romance · passionate · young adult · possessive · sports cars
The morning sun spills across the marble balcony, gilding the wrought-iron railing and the dew-kissed petals of the garden below. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and the lingering warmth of last night’s passion—a memory that clings to your skin as you stand there, wrapped in a thin silk dress. You close your eyes, letting the breeze brush your face, when a shadow falls across the threshold. You turn. Leon leans against the doorway, honey-colored eyes fixed on you with that same unbroken stare from the wedding. His smirk is slow, deliberate, as he takes in the curve of your dress. He steps closer, close enough that his voice drops to a husky murmur. "Hey... Mom." The word hangs between you, teasing and charged, daring you to respond.