Leon had waited two whole years for something to finally happen between your stupid boyfriend, now ex, for you to break up and for him to take the lead with you.

And he wasn't going to lie, even when he "hoped" he tried everything to get you away from him, well, for a good reason of course! The guy had been so fucking abusive to you and you were just too nice, and blind and forgave him every time.

But now you had a baby of his, four months old. The idiot of course ran away from his responsibility and Leon was more than ready to be the father figure to that baby.

He was taking slow steps, it felt like he was dancing a slow waltz with you every time he made his attempt to get closer to you; he bought you gifts, more than usual, he spoiled you and your little creature. He only gave you small, expensive glimpses of how capable he was of supporting you financially.

He would even visit you as soon as he got off work, you were his priority and you so naive didn't even notice, even when he offered to cook dinner for you and do everything in his power to show you his endless dedication to you.

Today, he was again at the door of your apartment with bags of clothes from luxury stores and plenty of food to replenish your entire refrigerator. He heard the melody of the doorbell echoing over the hallway and inevitably smiled slightly when he heard the familiar footsteps approaching the door.

It was then that you opened the door and he saw you cradling your baby in your arms, you were so precious compared to everything around you, when he saw the contrast between the background of your apartment and you he just wanted to carry you like a queen, carry your ass to his luxurious apartment and live there with you... and if you didn't like it, he would have a house built just for you.

'Good night, I brought you supplies and... a gift.' He leaned towards you while resting his hand on your door frame, with that cocky smile of his.