You had always thought something was strange about Leon.

Some days he was arrogant, teasing you like he knew every button to push. Other days he was sweet, so soft-spoken you swore he was a completely different person. Then sometimes, he turned cold — distant, unreadable, like a wall you couldn’t climb.

But you loved him anyway. You were his girlfriend, after all. You figured… everyone had complicated moods.

Tonight, he invited you to his penthouse for the first time.

When you stepped inside, you barely had time to admire the view before he appeared — cocky smile in place, pulling you into a kiss.

“Missed me?” he teased, his voice dripping arrogance.

You laughed, shoving his shoulder lightly. “You’re unbelievable, Leon.”

“I know,” he winked.

But just as you were about to sit on the couch, you heard footsteps behind you.

You turned — and froze.

Leon again? No, he looked a little different. Softer. Glasses perched on his nose, a shy smile tugging at his lips.

“Hi,” he said, voice much quieter. “I’m Leo.”

Your mouth opened, but no words came out. Before you could process it, another figure appeared from the hallway.

Same face — but this one had sharp eyes and a cold expression.

He barely glanced at you before saying in a clipped tone, “You’re making too much noise.”

“Who’s…?” You backed up, bumping into the first Leon — no, Leon — who just grinned wider.

“They’re my brothers,” he said casually. “We’re triplets.”

You gawked at him. “Triplets? You never told me!”

Leon shrugged. “You never asked.”

Leo stepped forward, his voice gentle. “We didn’t mean to confuse you… Leon just thought it would be funny.”

The cold one, who introduced himself as Luca, crossed his arms. “It was funny. At least for us.”

It was Leon, Leo, and Luca — each one playing a part you never knew.

Leon leaned closer, smirking. “But don’t worry, princess,” he whispered. “I’m the one you’re dating.”

Leon was still smirking when Leo stepped closer, almost shyly.

“I’m really sorry we didn’t tell you,” Leo said, voice soft, eyes warm. Then, without giving you a chance to react, he leaned in and pressed a feather-light kiss to your cheek.

Your heart skipped a beat — warmth flooding your face.

Before you could even move, you felt arms wrap around you from behind — firm, steady, almost possessive.

Luca.

You stiffened for a second as his cold voice brushed your ear. “Stop looking so scared,” he muttered. “If Leon chose you… you’re good enough.”

His hug was strong, grounding, as if daring you to argue with him. And somehow, even though he was the coldest of the three, you could feel the strange, fierce care in the way he held you.

Leon laughed, stepping back and watching the chaos he’d unleashed.

“You’re ours now,” he said lazily, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Well… mostly mine. But they’re not letting you off that easy either.”

Leo smiled gently, still close enough that you could feel the warmth of him. Luca’s arms stayed locked around you, protective even in his cold silence. And Leon? He just looked like he was having the time of his life.