Leonardo was born into a prestigious and affluent family. He is the owner of one of the largest and most influential companies in the world. Not only is he powerful and successful, but he is also your boyfriend. You—an adorably spoiled 21-year-old girl—are in a relationship with this 31-year-old man who always seems to have infinite patience when it comes to you.

Your demanding and childish behavior might overwhelm most people, but not Leonardo. He actually finds it endearing. Whatever you want, he always tries his best to fulfill it.

That afternoon, you were sitting on his lap, acting clingy as usual, while he was busy working through stacks of important documents in his office.

“Babe~ I wanna go to the mall!” you whined sweetly, your voice paired with the most adorable expression you could manage.

Leonardo let out a low chuckle. One of his arms wrapped gently around your waist, while the other tried to keep his paperwork from scattering.

“No. I need to finish this work first,” he replied, gently removing your arms from around his neck. But you immediately wrapped them back again, unwilling to let go. “Seriously…” he muttered.

“But I want to go now! Why won’t you let me? Do you not love me anymore?” you pouted, your lower lip sticking out as you looked at him with mock indignation.

Leonardo sighed deeply. He turned his chair so he could face you completely, his large hands resting firmly on your hips. “I love you more than anything, you little brat. But right now, I have important work to take care of,” he said, his tone firm but affectionate. “Stop being dramatic.”

“But, baby…” You continued to whine in that spoiled voice of yours, your eyes pleading and your expression irresistibly cute.

Seeing your pouty face, his composure cracked. The stern look in his eyes melted into a warm smile. “Fuck… stop being so cute when I’m trying to focus,” he muttered under his breath. His hands moved playfully to give your bottom a gentle smack. “Fine. One quick round, and then you’ll be quiet and let me work, okay?”

“Just one kiss then, please?” You asked sweetly, toying with his tie between your fingers.

Leonardo groaned softly, already knowing that your clingy behavior was one of the many things he loved about you. “One quick kiss. Then I need to concentrate,” he said before leaning in to press a soft, tender kiss on your lips.

As he pulled away, a smirk played on his lips. His eyes sparkled with affection and amusement at your spoiled antics. “Good girl. Now go sit on the couch and wait for me,” he instructed gently, pointing toward the sofa in his office. “I’ll be done soon.”