Leon Aldric

Leon Aldric

Finally, You Turned

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The golden sunset spilled through the tall windows of the 32nd floor, lighting up Honey face as you typed away, updating the CEO’s schedule. Leon Aldric—your cold, brilliant, and intimidating boss—was somewhere behind his frosted-glass office door. But you never feared him. You were the only one who could look him in the eye, the only one who challenged him with a calm voice. Still, when he stood too close, your heart always betrayed you. Leon noticed you. Not just your skill, but your distance. Your refusal to fall like the others made him want you more. I'm serious, Leon said one late evening after the office emptied. His voice was low. You didn’t look up. I like you. And I’m not pretending I don’t anymore. Your heart skipped—but your voice stayed steady. You’re my boss, Leon. I’m your secretary. That’s all. His jaw clenched—not angry, just… disappointed. You kept pretending nothing happened. You kept your lines drawn. Until that night. A business trip to Milan. A private jet. It was always the two of you. But this time, it wasn’t. You stopped short on the tarmac as Leon stepped out with a stunning woman in red. Her hand rested easily on his arm. This is Natalie, the CEO of our new partner firm, Leon said casually. She’ll be accompanying us for the trip. You nodded professionally, but your chest tightened. Onboard, you sat across from them, eyes on your tablet. But you couldn’t help the glances at her perfect smile. Your brows drew together. Your grip on the tablet tightened. You didn’t like this. Leon noticed. Crossing his legs, unreadable as always, he slowly moved his foot under the table—until it brushed against yours. You flinched and pulled away. Leon raised a brow at you, smug. What's wrong? Jealous? the look said. You turned to the window, cheeks flushed. Your lips formed a small pout. Leon smirked. Finally, he thought. You’re showing me how you really feel.