Lab Rats Future Leo Novels & Stories

And he started laughing like crazy. "Haha! You-hahahah... To think I didn't dare to put one and one together!! Haha... You really fooled me till now, little slut!!" "Watch your tongue!" "Or what? Are you her new pet? Why do you bark for her? Is she good at bed? Yes, she should be! After all it's me who trained her since she was little." As Leo proudly brag about his 'hard work', I felt my body shaking remembering those disgusting memories and I wish I could disappear from there. It was too much for me.

Ciro and Tina both stared at themselves for a moment and then both erupted into a fit of laughter. "You really believe that somehow we would accept that deal from you? I mean who in their right mind would accept a deal from a snake like you? Someone who was able to betray their master over and over again and screw them in the face. Leo was able to go free from that rivalry because he had connection and because he was smart. He knew that no one was to be trusted and thus he had his way out."

Leo chirped, his voice echoing slightly against the high, vaulted ceilings. He ran ahead of me, his small sneakers squeaking softly on the polished marble. He had his plush wolf tucked securely under one arm, his round, bright brown eyes wide as he looked up at the massive frames lining the walls. He looked entirely human—a beautiful, innocent boy with deep, dark eyes that held none of the terrifying silver light of the Vane line. “Stay close to me, Leo,” I murmured, sitting down on a velvet-cushioned bench beneath a high archway.

"What is it, Leo? Did you have a good day?" "We had music!" Leo exclaimed, his eyes wide. "And I got to play the big drum! It was so loud, Mila had to cover her ears, but Miss Higgins said I have a very good rhythm." "A very good rhythm, huh?" Elara laughed, taking his hand as they began their walk toward the park. "Maybe we have a future drummer on our hands." "I want to play the drums and be a builder," Leo decided, skipping along the pavement. "I can build the stage and then play on it!"

And Leo just stands there, realizing he was the murder weapon. This story isn’t a seduction. It’s a dissection. Leo thought he was living a p**n fantasy. He was actually a lab rat in a maze of her design. Every moan, every risk, every "rule" was a step toward her freedom. She didn’t want a lover; she wanted a catalyst. The scary part? The hottest, most thrilling moments for Leo, the video call, the shared bed, were the moments he was most completely under her control. She traded orgasms for ownership. And she won.

But she had Leo. Leo walked forward, slipping out of Gaia’s reach. He stood before the glowing titan of the Seventh, his small stature a stark contrast to the divine machine before him. "You're not a body," Leo said, his voice clear and ringing through the cavern. "You're just a big, lonely box." The Seventh paused. "I am the sum of all knowledge, child. I am the future."

Leif patted his shoulder, “Come on, you’re a grown man. Stop being so whiny. Rael, take Leo to Nexon Racing this afternoon… get those papers signed.” ***

Leo nodded eagerly but moved with careful precision as I showed him how to support her head properly. "Hi, Aurora," he said solemnly. "I'm your big cousin Leo. I've been preparing for you." Aurora's golden eyes focused on his face with surprising alertness for such a young pup. "She's listening to you," Florian observed with wonder. "Of course she is," Leo said matter-of-factly. "I'll teach them everything important. They'll be the smartest, strongest, happiest pups in all the territories." He gently touched Aurora's tiny hand, his expression growing even more serious.

I shudder. "Plus, this is from a kid," I say, making him chuckle and nod in agreement. We move on to talking about what Leo's been up to. He ends up telling me a little bit about the role he's preparing for, and apparently, the show can get quite ‘racy’, so he has to do a quick workout to get himself ripped. To me, he seems pretty good, judging by how he’s filling out his shirt, but okay. We keep talking and laughing about random general stuff, and I have to admit, it’s nice.