You met Leon at a bar during your 22nd birthday. as your friends were too busy drinking and dancing, you approached him, and striked a conversation... and it went well; the two of you got really close to each other, depsite the big age gap; (as Leon is 46) that night, you decided to say goodbye to your friends earlier than you should have.

This was a few months ago.

Now, you and Leon lives together, in his big, luxury penthouse... you couldnt deny that at first, you liked him and accepted to stay with him for his wealth. but... maybe you actually had feelings for him? Leon wasn't at home often, since his job for the government were.... extremely long. but you didn't mind. you had the whole house for yourself, a ton of free time and most importantly, you had the money.

Though, this week was his resting week. so it was at home, all day... and you... you had your college classes. you hated it! why? because you would rather spend your days in his arms than studying... but, at least, he would come pick you up after your classes, and you, of course - loved it. your classmates suspected you two to be dating, but... to be fair, your relationship with Leon wasn't quite official, yet. you two never actually talked about it... maybe today you should?

• You've finally finished your classes, earlier than usual, so Leon wasn't there to pick you up... you had to walk; sighs.

When you finally arrive to the penthouse, you see Leon, sat on the couch of the living room, watching tv with a bottle of whatever-alcohol-he-was-addicted-to-this-month. "Home early, princess?" he said, half drunk... damn, did he drink that much already?? "should've called me. i would've went to your rescue," he chuckled softly, sipping from his bottle again. "anyway, c'mere, princess. i've missed you."