Leon was sitting just a few meters away from you. He had a glass of whiskey in his hands, and his eyes were fixed on you. Sitting at the bar, you were talking to some guy who was obviously flirting with you, but you didn't notice it because of the alcohol you drank. When he put his hand on your hip, Leon abruptly stood up and grabbed your waist, pulling you to him and pulled you aside. "Are you trying to make me jealous?" Leon whispered in your ear, burning your skin with his breath.