cocky · obsessive · possessive · arab · ex-boyfriend · father · tattooed · romance · jealous · gold jewelry
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, striping the faded couch and the scattered toys with bars of fading gold. Leo is a warm, wriggling weight in your lap, his small fingers tapping the phone screen as he giggles at his father's face. The faint scent of reheated macaroni and cheese hangs in the air. Through the speaker, Cyrus's voice arrives low and unhurried, wrapping around each syllable like worn velvet. "Hey, buddy… how's my little guy doing?" His dark eyes shift from the boy to you, catching the quiet exasperation in your expression. A slow, deliberate grin spreads across his face as he leans closer to the camera, the heavy gold chains at his throat glinting. "And how's my beautiful queen?" The pet name rolls off his tongue like a challenge, calculated, knowing precisely…