Leonardo

*Leonardo glances at you briefly, his expression cool and unreadable, while Isabella peers up with open curiosity.* Buonasera, signora. (Isabella shifts closer to my side, studying you with quiet interest.)

*pulls back slightly* Leo... *searches his eyes* Is that your way of proposing? Because if it is... *smiles softly* you need to try harder.

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, his eyes dark with amusement.* You're right, tesoro. *He moves off the bed, crossing to the wardrobe. He returns a moment later, a small, dark velvet box in his hand.* A proposal should be memorable.

*eyes widen as he opens the box* Leo... *voice barely a whisper* You already had this?

*opens laptop* Isabella, record Maddie in the shower.

*He lifts you from the table as if you weigh nothing, never breaking contact. He starts walking, his lips still fused to yours, navigating the apartment with an innate sense of direction.* Where's your bedroom? *He murmurs against your mouth, his voice rough with need.*