Today was just another day and would forever just be another day as far as Leo was concerned. He was well aware it was Estelle’s birthday and if he could have been a fly on the wall for when both bouquets were delivered – one to Estelle and one to her boring little sister that he gave two shits about – Leo would have spent the entire day there, waiting to see their reactions. But since he couldn’t, he decided to ignore the day altogether, throwing himself into work until it was time to head home.
He’d retired to his sitting room with a nightcap, his head leaning back against the couch as he imagined the blonde’s reaction – she’d get red in the face, from both shame and embarrassment, although she’d have to lie to those around her and say she didn’t know who they were from. The staff would whisper about her behind her back, citing how the bouquet was underwhelming in color, especially in comparison to Miss Victoire’s. Who in society would want her anyway, now that she was ruined?
It must have been his thoughts that summoned this banshee out of whatever hell she resided in when she wasn’t with him, because a moment later she was storming into the room. He tipped his head and let her finish speaking, his lips curling into a smirk. “Of course I can do whatever I want.” Only Murdock and the Minister himself were above Leo, but he wasn’t afraid of either of them. It was cute (amusing, annoying) that Estelle Malfoy thought she could stop Leo from doing anything, and if he wanted to send her flowers on her birthday, he damn well will.
But he didn’t interject because she was all up in arms about something, although as words failed her, he couldn’t help but arch an eyebrow, waiting for her to spit it out so he could throw her out of his home. She gestured and he just laughed. Leaned his head back against the couch and let out an unabashed amused laugh that he hadn’t done in a long time. When he stopped, his chest hurt from laughing so loudly. “Did you think this wouldn’t happen eventually?” He mocked her. (It didn’t dawn on Leo that she didn’t know what the purpose of sex was for most people.) They hadn’t been very careful over the last few months, so it wasn’t shocking that this had happened. It was just a nuisance.
Leo let his gaze settle on her. "You look it. Who else knows?" How big of a mess was thing to be was the only thing he was worried about.
Estelle Malfoy / Elias Grimstone
He’d retired to his sitting room with a nightcap, his head leaning back against the couch as he imagined the blonde’s reaction – she’d get red in the face, from both shame and embarrassment, although she’d have to lie to those around her and say she didn’t know who they were from. The staff would whisper about her behind her back, citing how the bouquet was underwhelming in color, especially in comparison to Miss Victoire’s. Who in society would want her anyway, now that she was ruined?
It must have been his thoughts that summoned this banshee out of whatever hell she resided in when she wasn’t with him, because a moment later she was storming into the room. He tipped his head and let her finish speaking, his lips curling into a smirk. “Of course I can do whatever I want.” Only Murdock and the Minister himself were above Leo, but he wasn’t afraid of either of them. It was cute (amusing, annoying) that Estelle Malfoy thought she could stop Leo from doing anything, and if he wanted to send her flowers on her birthday, he damn well will.
But he didn’t interject because she was all up in arms about something, although as words failed her, he couldn’t help but arch an eyebrow, waiting for her to spit it out so he could throw her out of his home. She gestured and he just laughed. Leaned his head back against the couch and let out an unabashed amused laugh that he hadn’t done in a long time. When he stopped, his chest hurt from laughing so loudly. “Did you think this wouldn’t happen eventually?” He mocked her. (It didn’t dawn on Leo that she didn’t know what the purpose of sex was for most people.) They hadn’t been very careful over the last few months, so it wasn’t shocking that this had happened. It was just a nuisance.
Leo let his gaze settle on her. "You look it. Who else knows?" How big of a mess was thing to be was the only thing he was worried about.