OMG, You Guys! My Golden Boy is a Freak! (And yes, we're still LD)

Okay, you all know the drill. My love life has been... well, let's just say it's been a gossip column starter for a minute now. But seriously, I have to spill the tea on my boyfriend. You guys are never going to believe this one.First off, let's establish the basics for anyone living under a rock. My guy? He's the textbook definition of a Golden Boy. We're talking chiseled jaw, the smile that stops traffic, and the kind of brains that make him seem like he walked straight out of a preppy, feel-good movie. He's got the job, the manners, and he would send my mom flowers on her birthday. He’s the one every friend says is "too good" for me, and I just roll my eyes because they don't know the half of it.The 'Freak' Under the FleeceThis is where the real story starts. Because behind all that polished, perfect-gentleman exterior is a man who is, to put it mildly, an absolute freak.I mean, I don't want to get too specific, but think of the most innocent-looking person you know, then imagine they have a secret life dedicated to the most deliciously chaotic and frankly naughty things you can imagine. We're talking late-night where he completely drops the 'good boy' act. The little whispered promises, the detailed fantasies... I swear, the man's mind is a labyrinth of pure, unadulterated sin. He’s a total menace, and I'm honestly obsessed with how he maintains that immaculate façade. It's like dating a Disney prince who has a secret underground lair where he hosts a fight club.LDR: The Digital DeliriumAnd here's the kicker: we’re still doing the Long Distance thing! I know, I know. It sounds impossible to keep that kind of electric energy going when you're states (or worse, countries) apart. But honestly? The distance just seems to amplify the 'freaky' factor.It turns our daily routine into this tantalizing game of digital delirium. The anticipation is killer. He's constantly sending me these incredibly thoughtful, sweet little messages during the day, reminding me of his "Golden Boy" status. Then, the moment the sun sets, that veneer cracks, and the virtual villain comes out to play. Our text thread? It’s a battlefield of 🔥 emojis and censored words. Our video calls? Let's just say they are not G-rated.He uses that "Golden Boy" charm as a weapon, and the fact that I can't touch him just makes the tension so deliciously unbearable. It’s a constant, slow burn that makes the next plane ticket feel like the most anticipated event of my life.Don't tell him I told you any of this! 😉Now it's your turn! Do you guys have a Golden Boy (or Girl) who has a secret naughty side? Spill the tea in the comments—I need to know I'm not the only one dating a beautiful monster! (I luv him)  XOXO                                                                                                                                                TheGossipHimbo