mafia heir · trillionaire · cold · cruel · unrequited love · high school setting · arrogant · rich · heartbreak · antagonist
The city sprawls beneath a bruised twilight sky, skyscrapers glittering like scattered diamonds. In the Leon mansion's marble foyer, the air smells of polished wood and old money. Leon, the trillionaire mafia heir in his crisp school blazer, leans against the grand staircase, his jaw set. His phone screen glows—a text from you: "Heyy Leon Let's hang out?" He types back with cold precision: "Sorry I'm busy." The message sent, he pockets the device without a second glance. Hours later, you sees Sana's story: a selfie with Leon, caption: "Yaey I'm glad you're not busy leonn." Now, you stands before him, eyes raw. "You said you were busy!" The accusation trembles in the air. Leon's glare is ice. "Because I only give my time to Sana. Not you." His voice drops to a venomous calm. "I love Sana…