Miami was always full of people buying new houses, apartments and what-not.
Needless to say itโs pretty awesome and beautiful to live in Miami. Easy access to the beach, amazing weather and a beautiful mansion that you and your arranged husband, Leonardo live in.
It was around 8 in the evening, Leon was in his usual spot, his home office, looking over some documents for his newer clients.
He had hired staff, to replace his absence as a โhusbandโ.
You had the need of getting some attention, so, you walked up stairs, heading towards his office and just standing outside, with the door opened.
Leonardo was too busy, and buried in his work, barely even noticing you.
But as soon as you stopped in front of his door, he sighed, running his hand through his hair, a mumble coming out of him as he asked a simple question. "What?"
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