Leo's life was perfect. A promising future, a wealthy inheritance, a loving family, and a beautiful girlfriend.
And then she came.
And his life forever changed.
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For Mature Audiences
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*Leonardo POV*
I quietly look up at the scattered stars that shined bright all throughout the dark hazy sky. Monserrat, as elegantly as she could, crossed her long toned leg over her thigh as she prepped for dinner. We were sitting amongst many people, couples, and families at one of New York's finest restaurants. The atmosphere was thick, loud, and crowded despite the blooming elegancy and beauty enclosed within every wall, decoration, and furniture. This is the type of environment Monserrat enjoyed. Sitting here in front of her did not have an effect on me like it did two years ago when I met her in college. I believed I was in love was her but I slowly, as the time passed by us, began to realize that my love for her grew less and less. No, it was not just her, but me as well. I allowed my business to get in the way of our relationship, which holds a dearly place in my heart, without realizing the effect it would have. I cared about Monserrat but ever since I met Kaylani, I began to see beyond the gray clouds that blinded me from her.
I look up at her candidly, analyzing, once again, her face and every aspect of it. She is beautiful, but her physical appearance did not have an impact on my heart anymore. Frustrated I grew because I knew, deep down, that Monserrat did not deserve the cheating I was doing behind her back. I felt nauseated, disgusted at the thought of me becoming the man my parents so desperately worked hard for me not to become. I was ashamed. I tried my best to remain composed, for the sake of my sanity and for the sake of Monserrat.
"Lovely night isn't honey?" Monserrat kindly says.
"It is." I dryly respond.
"What's wrong baby? Cheer up. I'm going to get you something to drink." Monserrat candidly said.
"I'm just tired." I added.
"I understand. What do you want? I'm going to the bar." She asks.
"Umm. Some whiskey would be fine. Thanks." I reply not looking at her.
Monserrat, without hesitation or worry, stands up fixing her tight dress and walks over to the bar where several men sat in a line socializing with each other. I, however, did not even make an attempt to look at her. I was too caught up with my thoughts. Kaylani was lingering in my brain, messing with my emotions in ways I have never experienced. Just the sole image of her smile made me grin like a crazy person. Her fragrance was forever tattooed on my heart, if she would have walked in right now, I would be almost positive that I'd recognize it instantly.
