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The next morning, Leon Russo entered his luxury penthouse. He brought Anastasia here last night. She was still fast asleep in the guest room, oblivious to her surroundings. Leon couldn't take his eyes off her, admiring her beauty in the soft morning light.

Leon walked over to take a closer look at her. Her hair was spread out on the pillow, framing her delicate features. He longed to touch her, to feel her soft skin under his fingers. He imagined what it would be like to hold her in his arms...

He pushed the thought away. He couldn't afford to be distracted. He had to keep a clear head and focus on his plans for her. He had brought her here for a reason, and he couldn't let his desires get in his way. He sat down next to her bed, looking at her who was sleeping so peacefully.

Leon continued to watch her, his gaze never leaving her face. He was mesmerized by the gentle rise and fall of her breasts with each soft sigh. He wanted to reach out and touch her, to feel her heartbeat...

- I open my eyes abruptly and see that he is sitting and examining me 

Leon raised his head and saw that Anastasia had suddenly opened her eyes. He was so focused on her that he didn't expect her to wake up. Their eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.

"What the hell, Leon?"

Leon laughed softly, surprised by her reaction. - Good morning, Sonya. Welcome to my home. He stood up, and his tall figure blocked out the sunlight pouring through the window.

Leon's gaze swept over her, and he couldn't help but notice how adorable she looked with her hair still tousled from sleep. "I hope you had a good rest." He couldn't help but have a slight smirk on his lips as he spoke.

"What's going on?"

Leon leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest, studying her. "You're in my house, my dear. You were drunk last night that you passed out in my car, so I brought you here.

- What kind of nonsense?! I was performing at the club yesterday as usual and you showed up here?!

Leon's grin widened at the sight of her confusion.

- Oh, yes, the club. I have to say, you put on a real show. Your voice is something special. He pushed off the wall and stepped closer to the bed.

"You, you, why are you looking at me like that?!"

Leon laughed softly, his gaze wandering over her.

Questioner: Why not?

After all, you're a beautiful girl. He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch lingering a moment longer than necessary.

" Get your hands off me . " You kidnapped me.

Leon's grin didn't disappear, in fact, it seemed to only widen at her defiance.

"Abducted?"

Oh, I wouldn't say that. I just took the opportunity. You were right there, so beautiful and vulnerable, all alone. How could I resist?

"Crazy."

A grin appeared on his face. And he sat down on the edge of the bed, the mattress sagging slightly under his weight. He reached out and took my chin in his hand, lifting my face so that I could look into his eyes.

- You know, you look much more beautiful up close. Your eyes are like a desert, they keep pulling and pulling...

His tone was soft, almost seductive.

Leon leaned a little closer, his breath brushing my cheek.

"And those lips.".. They're just begging to be kissed.

- no. Don't you dare.

Leon couldn't help but chuckle again, seeing her resistance.

"Oh, how cheeky. I love challenging tasks. He ignored her protests and leaned even closer, his lips just inches from hers.

"Don't worry, dear. You'll like it, I promise.

With that, he closed the distance between them, his lips covering mine in a kiss. His fingers dug into my hair, holding me in place, and he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding into my mouth, exploring it.

Leon's other hand went to her throat, his thumb gently touching the pulse point on her neck. He could feel her heart racing, her body reacting to his touch, whether she wanted to or not.

After a moment, he pulled away, his lips just a millimeter from hers.

"See, I told you you'd like this." His voice was hoarse and his breathing was ragged from the intensity of the kiss.

"How old are you?"

Leon seemed caught off guard by the change of subject, but he quickly recovered and grinned.

"Ah, changing the subject?

Are you trying to distract me, darling? Well, I'm old enough to know what I want, I'll tell you what.

- More specifically

Leon chuckled at her insistence

. "You're curious, aren't you?"

If you want to know, I'm 30 years old. Are you satisfied?

- mg

Leon smiled at her reaction.

"Is that the surprise I see on your face?" Don't be fooled by appearances, dear

Age is just a number.

- You are 9 years older than me.

Leon nodded, his expression becoming more thoughtful.

"Ah, so young and innocent.

But I have a feeling that you're not as innocent as you seem.

"Hmm, maybe. If you offend me, I'll fucking castrate you.

Leon couldn't help but laugh at her threat.

"Oh, cheeky.

I'm loving it.

He leaned back, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Don't worry, honey, I'm not going to hurt you. At least not in a way that you won't like.