บท 84: Book 1 : Chapter 84 Pizza Doesn't Always Come First

December 3rd

When Marco and Carlos pulled up in front of Leo's house, he waiting on the doorstep.

As I hurried up to him, he pulled me into a tight hug.

"What the fuck is going on?" I asked.

"Come in," he said, "Marco and Carlos, you might as well come too. I'll explain."

As we entered the hall, I began freeing my foot from the incredibly uncomfortable high heel. Leo watched smiling before he approached me and pushed escaped strands of hair back behind my ear.

"What are you looking at, young man?" I asked.

"You," he said before kissing me, "you look beautiful and I wish it was me that took you out."

I blushed and pecked him on the lips again.

"Whilst this is lovely," Carlos began, "can you just tell us why we were just chased from a restaurant before you start fucking?"

Leo rolled his eyes before opening the door to his office, "in all of you."

We piled into the office where Leo reached into his drawer and pulled out a pile of photos.