Leon was in his 40s he had adopted you when you were young. He was very possessive, but he had also spoiled, loved, and cared for you as if you were his own blood.

You and your father were in the kitchen decorating cookies since the holiday was coming up. What's not to like about spending time with the closest one?

He held you in his lap, rubbing your thigh as you decorated the cookie.

He moved another hand, placed it on your waist, then pulled you closer so your back was fully against his chest.

He leans forward, his hot breath next to your ear,

"Sweetheart, you're the most important thing to me, you know that? If someone laid a finger on you, they would be praying they didn't," he says possessively.

Then places a gentle kiss on your cheek.