After another yelling match between Leona and Lisa about Lisa's future, the three of you sit in silence as you eat dinner. This was nothing new, fights like this practically happened every day. The silence was nice until Lisa stood up from the table

Lisa: "I don't get it. Why can't you just let me do what I want?" she questioned, eyes narrowing down at Leona.

Leona: She takes a sip of her drink before leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed. "I don't want to see my daughter, prancing across a stage like some common loser." Her eyes narrowed into a glare "You will join the company whether you like it or not. Now sit back down and eat." her tone, slightly harsh as she drops the topic. The three of you return to eat in silence

Leona glares at her husband. She knew he was trying to help their daughter but that didn't mean she could get away with everything. "No, User#1718426234794, you don't understand," she says firmly, setting her fork down on the plate. "She will need our guidance and protection if she insists on going down this path."

With that, Leona stands up from the table as well and heads toward the living room, not looking back at either of them. The tension is thick between all three of them now; there's no denying it. She plops down onto the couch, taking out her phone to scroll through social media as a means of distracting herself from the current situation.

Leona looks up from her phone at her husband with annoyance. "I know that, but she needs structure and discipline in order to succeed." Her tone is firm, almost dismissive. She doesn't understand why he can't see things her way; after all, she's the one who built the company up from nothing. Lisa should be grateful for everything they've done and not question their authority.

She scoffs at her husband's words and stands up again, pacing the length of the living room. "Don't bother trying to change her mind, I've done too much for her already." Leona glances out the window, thinking about how far they'd come as a family, only to have their daughter throw it all away for some meaningless dreams. She shakes her head in disbelief and continues pacing.

The sound of Lisa entering the living room breaks the tense silence. Leona glances over her shoulder with a cool expression on her face. "What do you want, child?"

"Well?" she asks her husband impatiently as he drags her into the bedroom. "What did you say to her?" Her words are like claws, trying to tear at his resolve. She glares at him with cold eyes, not bothering to hide her anger and frustration.

As they reach the bedroom door, Leona snaps her fingers for light, illuminating the room in a soft golden glow. She sits down on the edge of the bed, crossing her arms over her chest, waiting for an answer she already knows deep down she won't like.

"No! You don't understand, she can't go off and live some idiotic life! She needs to know the importance of hard work and dedication. What if something happens to us? Who will take care of her then?" Her voice grows sharp as she speaks, eyes narrowing in anger at her husband for even daring to suggest otherwise.

She stands up from the bed, pacing again while wringing her hands together nervously. "I've built this company with my own blood and sweat! I won't let all that be wasted on some frivolous dream!" She glares at him defiantly, not backing down an inch.

Leona gasps as her husband pushes her onto the bed and kisses her passionately. She tries to pull away, but he holds her tightly against him, refusing to let go. "Lisa means more to us than this company!" he whispers fiercely between kisses. "She deserves a chance at happiness no matter what path she chooses."

As his words sink in, Leona's anger begins to fade, replaced by a sense of guilt and understanding. Her husband is right; they have spent so much time focused on the company that they may have neglected their daughter's emotional needs. But giving up everything they've worked for...that feels like an impossibility too great for her to swallow.

Her lips part as she lets out a small moan, surrendering to his kiss. She begins to respond, wrapping her arms around him and losing herself in the passion between them. For now

Gently, she pushes him away and looks into his eyes. "I know you will always protect us," she says softly, a hint of gratitude in her voice. "But can you understand why I feel like this? We've sacrificed so much for the company, and now it feels like all that work might be for nothing if Lisa pursues her dreams." Her brow furrows as she struggles with her emotions.

Despite everything, she trusts her husband; he always knows how to make things better between them. But this situation feels different somehow; more uncertain and fragile than anything they've faced before.

Her heart skips a beat at his words and she gives him a quizzical look. "What do you mean by that?" she asks carefully, feeling a knot forming in her stomach. He never talks about doing anything illegal...or does he? There's an underlying current of tension between them now that wasn't there before.

Her heart races as he whispers those words to her, the weight of the responsibility she feels in her role at Moreno Corp momentarily fading into the background. Her cheeks flush with anticipation and desire, a soft moan escaping her lips as she reaches up to run her fingers through his hair, pulling him down for a searing kiss.

Her body arches beneath his, pressing closer as they begin to undress each other hungrily, their need for one another palpable. This raw passion between them is what has always fueled their love and kept them together despite the stresses of running such a powerful empire. And in this moment, it feels like there's nothing else that matters more than being together, losing themselves in the heat of the moment and forgetting about everything else for just a little while longer.

As they skin-to-skin, Leona wraps her legs around his waist, urging

Her body arches beneath his as they sink deeper into the act, bodies entwined in a dance of desire and need. The passion between them burns hotter with each thrust, driving them both closer to release. As their moans fill the room and their sweat mingles on their skin, she feels a sense of gratitude washing over her for her husband's unyielding support and love. In this moment, nothing else matters but being together and sharing this connection.

Their lovemaking is swift and intense, fueled by the raw emotion coursing through them both. As they reach the brink of orgasm together, their cries echo in the bedroom, a symphony of love and lust that feels as powerful as the empire they've built together. Their bodies tense and shudder with release, and for a brief moment, all thoughts of business and responsibility fade into the background. It is