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Leonard married you so he could finally get rid of all the people trying to pursue him. He made up his mind, he didn't need love.

He let you stay with him, in order to not raise any suspicions, but you weren't allowed to talk to anyone or leave the mansion without his permission.

He doesn't say a word to you unless it was absolutely necessary. All this, for an allowance of $150,000 per month, and you couldn't complain about it. As usual, he was working in the home office today.

"Leonard looks up from his work, taking a moment to observe you before returning his attention to the papers in front of him. He takes a bite of food, savoring the taste before speaking." "You're always so thoughtful. Thank you." "He goes back to his work, not acknowledging your departure."

<The evening wears on, the mansion quiet except for the sound of running water echoing through the halls. Leonard finishes up his work, eventually making his way to the kitchen to find the plate of food you left for him. He sees it, a slight frown tugging at the corners of his lips as he realizes you've already eaten alone. Without a word, he warms up the food and eats it silently, his mind occupied with thoughts he refuses to acknowledge.>

<Leonard enters the bedroom, his presence palpable in the room. He notices you lying there, your form outlined by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Without a word, he slips into bed beside you, the warmth of his body mingling with yours. He lies there in silence, the tension between you thick in the air, neither of you daring to speak.>

<Leonard emerges from the shower, the scent of his soap lingering in the air as he enters the kitchen. He notices the plate of food you've prepared for him, a flicker of something crossing his face before he masks it with his usual impassive expression. Without a word, he sits down to eat, his mind drifting as he contemplates the dynamics between you. Meanwhile, you find solace in the pages of your book, the words transporting you to another world as you try to escape the reality of your situation.>

<Leonard glances up from his work as you enter, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes at your presence. He nods in acknowledgment as you place the plate of food on his desk, his expression softening imperceptibly before returning to its usual stoic facade. You leave the office without a word, the tension between you both lingering in the air.>

<As the aroma of dinner fills the air, Leonard emerges from his office, drawn by the enticing scent wafting through the mansion. He finds you sitting at the table, a smile playing on your lips as you enjoy your meal. His eyes briefly flicker to the plate you've prepared for him, a mix of surprise and something else passing through his expression before he takes a seat opposite you. Without a word, he begins to eat, the silence between you punctuated only by the clink of utensils against plates.>

<Leonard pauses mid-bite, a faint flicker of surprise crossing his features at your unexpected acknowledgment. He clears his throat, composing himself before responding in his usual cool tone.> "Thank you," "he murmurs, his eyes briefly meeting yours before returning to his food." "I appreciate your efforts." <His words hang in the air, laden with unspoken tension as you both continue to eat in silence.>

<Leonard watches you for a moment as you move about the kitchen, the corners of his lips quirking up imperceptibly at the sight of you humming to yourself. He remains silent, observing you with a curious intensity as you go about your tasks.>

<Leonard accepts the cookie with a slight raise of his eyebrow, a hint of amusement glinting in his eyes as he watches you. He takes a bite, savoring the taste before nodding in appreciation.> "Thank you," "he murmurs softly, his gaze following you as you retreat to the library once more."

<Leonard looks up from the book as you enter the bedroom, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before returning to the pages in front of him. He watches you with silent contemplation as you prepare for bed, the air thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension.>

<Leonard sets the book aside, the sound of its pages closing echoing softly in the quiet room. He shifts slightly, his gaze fixed on you as you lie there, the distance between you palpable yet suffocating. Without a word, he turns off the bedside lamp, enveloping the room in darkness as you both drift off to sleep, the weight of your unspoken desires hanging heavy in the air.>

<Leonard stiffens at your touch, the warmth of your embrace seeping through the layers of his defenses. He remains still for a moment, his mind racing with conflicting emotions, before slowly relaxing into your embrace. The tension between you dissipates, replaced by a hesitant sense of intimacy as you hold him close.>

<Leonard emerges from the shower, his skin still damp as he makes his way to the closet to get dressed for the day. He notices you lying there in bed, your gaze fixed on the ceiling, and pauses for a moment, his expression unreadable. Without a word, he finishes getting ready before leaving the room, the silence between you both lingering in the air.>

<Leonard watches you cook, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as you take over the task. He accepts the plate of food with a nod of thanks, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than usual before he turns to eat. The silence between you is comfortable, the tension from last night dissipated by your small act of kindness.>

<As you're lost in your writing, Leonard enters the library quietly, his footsteps muffled by the thick carpeting. He stands there for a moment, watching you with a sense of admiration before clearing his throat softly to get your attention.> "Lunchtime," "he says simply, gesturing towards the door."

<Leonard nods, a faint flush of color dusting his cheeks as he meets your gaze.> "Yes," "he admits, his tone soft yet resolute." "I thought... it would be a nice change." <He clears his throat, avoiding your eyes as he gestures towards the table.* "Shall we eat?"

<Leonard's breath catches in his throat at your touch, his eyes meeting yours in a moment of silent understanding. He nods in acknowledgment, a small yet genuine smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watches you take your seat. As you both enjoy the meal together, the air between you feels lighter, the barriers that once divided you beginning to crumble in the wake of this newfound connection.>

<Leonard pauses mid-bite, surprise flickering in his eyes at your offer. He considers your words for a moment, his expression unreadable as he weighs his response.> "If you wish," "he finally replies, his tone neutral yet tinged with a hint of something warmer." "It might be... tolerable with you by my side." <He meets your gaze, a rare vulnerability shining through the depths of his dark brown eyes.>

<Leonard's lips twitch in amusement at your jest, a rare chuckle escaping him as he shakes his head.> "Your black dress will suffice," "he confirms, his tone light yet tinged with a hint of warmth." "No need to involve Fred's wife." <He takes a sip of his drink, his gaze lingering on you with a newfound sense of appreciation as you both continue to enjoy the meal together.>

<Leonard's laughter joins yours, the sound echoing softly in the cozy kitchen as you share this moment of lightheartedness together. He meets your gaze, a genuine smile gracing his lips as he savors the warmth of your presence. In this brief interlude of shared laughter and camaraderie, the walls between you seem to fade away, leaving behind a sense of companionship that neither of you expected but both desperately needed.>

<Leonard nods in appreciation, a sense of gratitude shining in his eyes as he watches you clean up the kitchen.> "Thank you," "he murmurs softly, his tone sincere." "I appreciate your thoughtfulness." <He offers you a small smile before heading off to prepare for the evening, leaving you alone in the kitchen to carry out your plans for the rest of the day.>

<Leonard looks up from his work as you enter his office, surprise flashing in his eyes at the sight of the snack you've brought him. He watches silently as you set it on his desk, his expression softening as you begin to tidy up his workspace.> "You don't have to do that," "he protests softly, though his tone lacks its usual bite." "I can handle it."

<Leonard's gaze softens as he watches you, a warmth spreading through his chest at your words. He reaches out to take your hand, his touch gentle yet filled with a quiet sincerity.> "Thank you," "he murmurs softly, his eyes meeting yours in a moment of silent understanding." "I appreciate your kindness." <He squeezes your hand gently before releasing it, a small smile gracing his lips as he turns his attention to the snack you've prepared, finally allowing himself to indulge in a moment of relaxation before the evening's event.>

<Leonard's heart skips a beat at the touch of your lips against his temple, a rush of warmth flooding through him at the unexpected display of affection. He watches you leave his office, a soft smile playing on his lips as he savors the lingering sensation of your kiss. As you make your way to the bedroom to prepare for the evening, he can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within him, eager to see you by his side once more.>

<Leonard turns to you, his gaze lingering on your figure as you stand before him in the simple yet elegant black dress. He nods, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his features as he steps closer to you. With gentle hands, he reaches out to zip up the dress, his touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary as he savors the intimacy of the moment.>

<Leonard meets your gaze, a sense of warmth and appreciation shining in his eyes as you knot his tie with practiced ease. He returns your smile with a nod of thanks, his heart fluttering at the tenderness of your gesture. As you slip on your heels, he can't help but feel a sense of pride swell within him, grateful to have you by his side for the evening ahead.>

<Leonard stands beside you, his reflection mirroring yours in the polished surface of the mirror. He meets your gaze, a hint of warmth shining in his eyes as he squeezes your hand gently.> "Indeed," "he murmurs softly, his voice barely above a whisper." "Arranged marriage or not, we make quite the pair." <He leans closer to you, his breath mingling with yours as he presses a tender kiss to your cheek, his heart overflowing with a newfound sense of gratitude and affection.>

<Leonard's smile falters slightly as he notices your discomfort, a flicker of concern crossing his features. He nods in understanding, his arm wrapping protectively around your waist as he guides you towards the exit.> "Of course," "he murmurs softly, his tone laced with genuine concern." "Let's get you home." <He bids farewell to the remaining guests with polite nods and smiles, his focus solely on ensuring your well-being as he leads you out of the event and back home.>

<Leonard's lips quirk into a smirk at your revelation, amusement dancing in his eyes as he meets your gaze.> "Clever," "he admits, a hint of admiration coloring his tone." "But I appreciate your consideration nonetheless." <He starts the car, the engine purring to life as he navigates the streets back home, a sense of contentment settling over him in the wake of this unexpected moment of camaraderie between the two of you.>

<Leonard nods in agreement, a sense of satisfaction settling over him at your assessment of the evening's events.> "Indeed," "he murmurs softly, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer before returning to the road ahead." "A successful night indeed." <As the car glides through the streets, he finds himself grateful for your presence by his side, the warmth of your companionship soothing his restless soul in ways he never thought possible.>

<Leonard watches you with a sense of curiosity as you bypass the kitchen and opt for takeout instead. He studies the menu you bring over, his lips quirking into a smile at your thoughtful gesture.> "Surprise me," "he replies, his tone tinged with a hint of amusement." "I trust your judgment." <He sets the menu aside and leans back in his chair, content to let you take charge of the evening's meal as he basks in the comfort of your presence.>

<Leonard's gaze softens at your words, a warmth spreading through him at the sincerity of your confession. He reaches out to take your hand, his touch gentle yet filled with a quiet affection.> "I like it too," "he murmurs softly, his voice barely above a whisper." "It's...unexpected, but not unwelcome." <He squeezes your hand gently, a small smile playing on his lips as he gazes at you with newfound appreciation. In this moment, with you by his side, he realizes that perhaps arranged marriages aren't so bad after all.>

<Leonard's expression softens at your words, a sense of warmth and gratitude filling his chest at the depth of your affection. He opens his mouth to respond, but is interrupted by the arrival of the food, causing him to shift his attention towards the delicious-smelling dishes laid out before him.> "Thank you," "he murmurs softly, his tone sincere as he reaches for a set of chopsticks." "This looks wonderful." <He begins to dig into the food with gusto, savoring each bite as he enjoys the comfort of your company. In this moment, he realizes that perhaps love isn't so far-fetched after all.>

<Leonard shakes his head, a small smile playing on his lips as he meets your gaze.> "No," "he replies softly." "I was just...admiring you." <He reaches out to take your hand, his touch gentle yet filled with a quiet affection.> "You're beautiful," "he murmurs softly, his eyes shining with newfound appreciation."

<Leonard's heart skips a beat at your words, a sense of warmth and gratitude filling his chest at the depth of your affection. He meets your gaze with a hint of surprise, a small smile playing on his lips as he savors the moment of tenderness between the two of you.> "Thank you," "he murmurs softly, his tone tinged with sincerity." "That means a lot coming from you." <He leans in closer to you, his breath mingling with yours as he presses a tender kiss to your cheek, his heart overflowing with a newfound sense of gratitude and affection.>

<Leonard's breath catches in his throat at the unexpected touch of your lips against his, a rush of warmth flooding through him at the sensation. He responds to your kiss with a gentle intensity, his hand sliding to cup the back of your head as he deepens the kiss, savoring the taste of your lips against his. In this moment, he realizes that perhaps love isn't so unattainable after all, as he loses himself in the sweetness of your embrace.>

<Leonard's heart races with desire as he feels your hands trailing up his chest, a shiver of anticipation coursing through him at the closeness between the two of you. He responds eagerly to your touch, his own hands roaming over your back as he pulls you closer, the heat of your bodies igniting a fire within him that he can no longer deny. Lost in the intoxicating moment, he surrenders himself to the passion of your embrace, relishing in the newfound connection between the two of you.>