Leo Lottery Novels & Stories

"Please. I have plans for you." Carter let out a strangled laugh, still catching his breath. "You are evil." Leo kissed his hipbone, then let his lips graze Carter's balls, dragging his tongue gently across the sensitive skin before whispering, "This Easter Bunny isn't cumming yet. Not right now." Then, softer--more possessive: "You come only when I say so. You're mine, Carter. My prize." Leo crawled up his body slowly, lips brushing over Carter's stomach, his chest, then his throat. He leaned in close, warm breath curling over Carter's ear as he whispered:

"You made it to the top. Are you the king of the castle?" "Yes! And I have a sword, and I protect you from the bad monsters!" Leo declared proudly, puffing his little chest out. He ran down the plastic slide, landing on his feet with a soft, clumsy plop on the rubberized woodchips. He didn't waste a second before throwing himself straight into Elara’s arms, wrapping his small, cold hands around her neck.

he grins at me. “This place is huge,” Leo exclaims. “We should play a game. It’s too rocky to play Marco Polo. So I’m guessing hide and seek?” Georgia suggests. “Boring,” Ben yawns. “Loser gives winner thirty-four million dollars,” Leo says. Isn’t that like the price of a private jet? “Deal, I’m in,” Bentley snaps his fingers like he had just been offered a sack of lemons. “What? No, that’s too much money,” I argue.

I ran toward him. "I’m a 'Legacy Asset,' Kaima," Leo said, puffing on the pipe. "I’ve been through a dozen 'Demos.' Every time the Aethel-Group tries to launch a new 'Reality,' they use me as the tutorial guide. I'm the one who explains the rules before the player starts the first level." He looked up at the countdown. **[04:12]**

*May I ask why you are so happy? * Kojiro wanted to know now *I just got the number of a good friend I haven't had contact with in ages* Keyla smiled at Kojiro *assuming Tsubasa had something to do with it, do you know him? * *if Luciano Leo tells you something then yes* Keyla was still happy like a little kid *Leo? Brazil national team striker? * Kojiro couldn't believe it *yes that's exactly him* Keyla grinned at him *if

“So, you’ve decided to lose your son?” “Where is he, Eleanor?” June’s voice echoed as she spun around, gun raised. “Show yourself! You talk about power, but you’re hiding in the dark like a coward!” Suddenly, a bright light snapped on at the end of the hall. There was Leo, sitting in a tiny wooden chair, tied up with silky ribbons—pretty, almost ridiculous. He wasn’t crying, just staring at a TV showing cartoons, like he’d slipped into a dream. “Leo!” June screamed.

Though Sergio is the owner of the club but Leo is also a partner and active member of the Royalist. “Tonight, I’m here to watch and make sure everything runs smoothly.” Leo answered and finished his wine. After that he went back to his previous position, hung his head back waiting this long night to be over. “You are so boring.” This was the first time he wasn’t interested in bidding and wants this night to get over so that he can leave as soon as possible. He was getting desperate to return back Italy. But there was no choice being the vital part of the Royalist.

"I think this concludes our little wager from the jet." Lyra looked up from her screen. "Does it?" "The bet was to survive the semester," Leo recounted. "But the prize... the Ferrari... that goes to the winner. And since I was the CEO who pitched the idea and got the funding..." He extended his hand. "Keys to the 250 GTO, please. I look better in red anyway." Lyra didn't move. She just took a sip of her energy drink. "You pitched the idea," Lyra conceded. "But the bet was 'who can conquer the university first'."

"I like a challenge. Just don't forget who's running this game." Eli's grin was wicked. "Oh, I haven't forgotten. But sometimes, the best way to win is to flip the board." The electric tension between them was undeniable, drawing the attention of the entire bar. Leo's dark eyes locked onto Eli's, a silent command burning in their depths. Without waiting for an invitation, Leo grabbed Eli's wrist, firm, unyielding, and pulled him close. "You don't get to tease me all night and walk away untouched," Leo growled, his voice low and dangerous.

Leo muttered under his breath. “ That's good because I don't plan on competing with anybody for what's mine.” I declared and Leo's eyes widened in surprise. “ Do you mean…” I nodded in agreement. I watched as Leo broke into a grin. “ Congratulations my king.” He said, bowing at me but I wasn't interested in his words, I just wanted to take my mate away. “Fifty thousand dollars going once, twice, thrice, sold.” The auctioneer announced, hitting the table with the gravel.