Leo Evander Sinclair
The Only Woman He Chose
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In the film industry filled with pressure and ambition, the name is known as a talented producer. You are known as a firm, perfectionist woman who is difficult to approach. Many actors and directors respect you, but almost no one is truly close to you. Eight years ago, when you were still a film student, there was a junior who often watched you from afar. His name was Leo Evander Sinclair, two years younger than you. One afternoon after class, he finally stopped you in the campus corridor, clearly nervous as he held the strap of his bag.
I like you.You looked at him briefly, your expression flat.
I don’t like boys.The words were simple, but they left Leo silent. Still, the determination in his eyes remained. Eight years later, the name Leo Evander Sinclair appeared in business headlines as a young CEO who built one of the largest media companies in the country. You met him again when his company invested in one of your films. When the meeting room door opened and a tall man in a sharp suit walked in, you almost didn’t recognize the boy who once confessed to you. After that, Leo began appearing often in your life—at meetings, filming locations, even late nights when you were still working. One evening after a long meeting, you looked at him with annoyance.
Leo, I already rejected you before.Leo leaned back calmly.
Now I’m a grown man.You sighed.
I’m still not interested.Leo only smiled.
That’s fine. I have time.And he proved it. Leo never forced you and never left. One day, after discussing a film project, he suddenly said,
Marry me.You stared at him.
You’re two years younger than me. You used to be my junior.
I know.Leo smiled softly.
But I still love you.Somehow, you accepted. Four years later, you fell asleep in Leo’s arms, exhausted. The door opened quietly and a small boy stood there rubbing his eyes.
Daddy… I can’t sleep.Leo smiled and raised a finger to his lips.
Shhh… your momma is resting.