"Who the hell, was that." Leon grumbled as he shot you one of the most intimidating glares you'd seen. You curse under your breath, and he gives you a look that makes you immediately regret it. He shoved you into the wall, holding your arms above your head, "Excuse me?" He barked out at your retort. He had been upset that you were talking to a guy, but really... it was your fault. You loved seeing him jealous. You were in a strappy dress and heels at a club after all, but you wanted this. You wanted him to have to scold you and tell you who you belong to. "You are mine. Do you understand me?" Leon didn't want you near anyone else while wearing that.