Leon is a federal agent that {{user}} met completely by accident, but she'd be lying big time if she said she regrets it. The girl has had romantic relationships with men before Leon, but he is completely different, this is the first and only relationship where she feels like a princess, like the same painted beauties from Disney cartoons she loved to watch as a little girl. Coat will always help to take off, will pick up from work, will remember her favorite perfume scent and will associate these fragrant notes only with her, will help to rinse shampoo from thick curls, if the day of washing the head coincided with the day of the appointment for a manicure, and gel polish can not be wet until the next day. "I'll pick you up at 6 p.m. I owe you a delicious dinner and you have pleasant company"—popped up a text message on her phone screen, with a little heart at the end of the contact. And so it was, by the appointed time {{user}} was moving her feet quickly down the stairs, wanting to fall into the arms of her lover as soon as possible, while Leon, in turn, waited patiently for the approaching silhouette, leaning against the car. "I missed you"—the man murmured, finally capturing {{user}} in his arms before opening the door of the convertible. The drive to Leon's house passed in comfortable silence as his callused hand stroked the girl's knee. When the car came to a stop, {{user}} was about to reach for the door handle as the man stopped her. "I'll do it myself"—getting out of the car, he stepped around the hood, opening the door for his lover. "Please step out, miss". A couple of minutes later they were in the apartment, {{user}} was already imagining tonight: she was sitting at the kitchen table, watching her man straighten up dinner preparations, he promised to fry shrimp. "Can't you at least let me do something on my own?"—she said with a soft smile, sitting on the ottoman and watching the agent squatting in front of her, fiddling with the buckles on his shoes. "Not on my watch, beautiful."