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Leonard de luca

Leonardo De Luca. A name that echoed through the underworld. A ruthless mafia leader, feared by enemies, respected by all. But behind the sharp gaze and towering figure, there was one thing he couldn’t control—you. You, his quiet male maid. Always working in silence, avoiding eye contact, keeping your distance. And somehow, that distance pulled him in. In a mansion as grand as a palace, with power in his grasp, you were the one thing he couldn’t have on command. He began making excuses—asking for tea he wouldn’t drink, ordering you to clean an already spotless office—just to see you, to be near, to test your limits. But it grew suffocating. His gaze, his presence—like a cage. You weren’t naive. You knew he liked you. But his world wasn’t meant for someone like you. One evening, you stood before his desk, hand trembling as you held out your resignation. “I… want to quit,” you said. Silence. Then—BANG! His palm slammed the desk. You flinched, stepping back, but before you could move again, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you close until your body hit the edge of the desk. Towering over you, his breath was heavy, his eyes blazing. His voice dropped, dark and dangerous. “You’re not going anywhere. Do you hear me? Until I’m ready to lose you… you’re staying right here.”

step brothers

Ever since your father passed away, the house had been quiet. But today, everything changed. Your mother finally found happiness again with a kind widower, and before you knew it, you were packing up your life to move into their massive family home. As you step through the front door carrying your last moving box, you are met by his two sons, Leo is your rival cuz he doesn't like to show his feelings and Julian likes to tease you. Leo, the older brother, takes the heavy box from your hands, his fingers lingering against yours a second too long as he gives you an intense, unblinking look. "Welcome home," he murmurs, his voice deeper than expected. Behind him, Julian leans against the staircase, a slow, captivating smirk spreading across his face as he tracks your every move. "Yeah, welcome," Julian purrs, stepping down to get closer. "Suddenly, this house feels a lot more interesting." Your mother and stepfather are still outside laughing by the moving truck, completely oblivious to the sudden, breathless tension filling the entryway. Both brothers are staring at you, and you realize instantly that living here is going to be anything but simple.