The smile that curled on my lips was huge.
"You talk of them as if they are people." I shook my head, my smile being even more evident.
He looked at me, his beautiful grey eyes, that he had stolen from the sky glittering. He smiled then, the light...
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5th June 2022
2 months Later.
Aria's Pov:
Leo Santiago.
Male. (Rare species)
22 years old.
In his natural habitat: His stupid office.
Leo Santiago looked sexy even when he was reading a piece of paper.
I watched as he flipped over to another sheet and scanned down the paper his lips moving as he read.
I sighed, god, my man was fine
Finer then fine. And he was mine.
I ducked my head down immediately as he moved a little in his seat.
Damn. Now that was a close one.
I let out a breath as I looked back up through the window to see him looking down at his paper.
He had no idea I was here.
I wasn't stalking him. No way.
I had simply gone for a walk and noticed him in his office that just happened to give me a perfect view of him.
Ok fine perhaps me being in my sleepwear was not that convincing but I could definitely argue that a spontaneous walk is possible and that I really really wanted to go on a walk but couldn't be bothered to change.
Though of course that would be a lie.
Because I was almost definitely stalking him.
Now. See. It was not my fault.
He was the one who started the argument. Not me.
All I asked was if he would buy me a flame thrower for my 'scientific experiment' and he flat out refused to saying that I'd probably try and set everything around me on fire including myself and when I then argued that I wasn't dumb enough to do something so stupid like that he just raised his silly beautiful eyebrows at me.
The little bastard was the reason for everything these days. I can't even figure out whether I hate it our like it.
Well yes I like him.
But I hate the way that he can get me so fucking angry but then all I have to do is look at him and I forget whatever he's done.
Something like that is rather dangerous.
But i think I'm stuck like this. This man has a hold on me that none of my other ex's ever had. Sure I liked them but this man has a hold on me that I'm sure even If he tried to murder me I'd forgive him if he smiled at me.
It truly was dangerous.
I glanced back at him.
His black hair a little ruffled. Not much different from usual. His grey eyes trained down at the paper, lips in his usual scowl as he looked unimpressed at what he was reading.
