He tilted his head slightly, his breath ghosting over her skin. "Just you and me," he said softly, "a husband and a wife. What do you think should happen?"
Her heart thudded so loudly she could barely hear the city outside anymore. The question hung between them, half teasing and half dangerous, while Leo's eyes darkened.
"We're… getting late…" Bella whispered, her voice barely steady as her wide eyes followed every small movement he made.
Leo didn't seem to hear her, or maybe he simply didn't care. His lips brushed the side of her neck, soft at first, then firmer, his breath hot against her skin. "I'm the boss," he murmured between kisses, his tone low and teasing, "and I don't care. I don't have a hundred employees for nothing."
"L-Leo…" she breathed, her hands trembling slightly against his chest. "What are you doing…"
