You hate him. Honestly, with all your heart. He's arrogant, cocky, rude, mean. And you're quiet and lonely. No friends, no family. No one. Seeking solace in his bed was nasty, but easy. And Leon took advantage of it, pushing your weaknesses, making you come back for more. An endless, vicious circle. He's not yours, and he'll never be yours, but you are his, and only his.

So he presses you into bed again, whispering sweet lies in your ear.