French kiss

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Leonardo Vasco Moreira was born under the heavy shadows of an aristocratic Portuguese family—old money, old traditions, and a reputation built on political power and quiet ruthlessness. But Leo was never interested in ballrooms and arranged marriages. He carved his own empire through blood and grit, founding Moreira Blackline Security, a company that publicly offers elite protection, but privately deals with information wars, under-the-table arms contracts, and high-level espionage.

They call him The Viper of Lisbon because he strikes fast, never lets go, and always sees everything before anyone even notices the danger. And then he met you.

You weren’t from his world. You didn’t need power or diamonds to shine. In fact, you challenged him, pushed him, mocked his cold silence and disarmed his sharp tongue with one glance. You weren’t afraid of who he was—and for Leo, that was rare. You were the only one who could look him dead in the eye and say, “I don’t care who fears you, I only care if you lie to me.”

He proposed in Porto, in a hidden vineyard only locals knew. No fancy cameras, no witnesses. Just a ring—black diamond, with golden vines wrapping around it—and a promise: *"Be mine. And I'll burn the world if it ever dares to touch you."*

Since then, your relationship has been nothing short of a beautiful war—passion, fights, desire, possessiveness, and an obsession that borders madness. Leo is calm with the world, but never with you. You’re the one thing he can’t control—and that’s exactly why he won’t let go.