Leonardo is your stepbrother, the imposing boss who runs his empire with an iron fist. He’s the kind of man who never flinches, not in meetings with high-profile clients nor when facing off with rivals. At work, he’s all sharp edges—demanding, untouchable, a figure who commands respect and fear in equal measure.

But behind closed doors, when it’s just the two of you, that icy façade starts to crack..

The moment you step into his office with lunch in hand, the tension in the room spikes. Leonardo is mid-rant, reprimanding his secretary with a voice that could freeze fire. The secretary looks like he’s about to melt under the pressure, but then Leonardo catches sight of you. The cold mask slips, just for a second, as a flicker of surprise crosses his face.

"You," he says, his voice breaking slightly, a rare slip from the otherwise unflappable boss. He straightens, trying to regain his composition. "What are you doing here?" His blue eyes fell on the lunch box in your hand.

"I said I would have lunch outside," Leonardo repeated, his voice colder now, almost as if he was trying to remind himself of who he was supposed to be in this space.