MasukStefan’s POVWhy the hell is she here? I forced a smile, though the muscles in my face felt stiff and fake.“Daphne will be joining us for lunch today!” Bella’s voice was bright, full of an excitement that made my stomach twist. She stepped closer to me before turning her gaze toward Adrian. “You’re Adrian, right? I never got a real chance to talk to you. I’m Bella, Stefan’s fiancée.” She beamed at him.“Nice to meet you, Bella. Congratulations on the engagement,” Adrian replied, returning the easy smile.“Since you’re here, you should join us. A double date!” Bella winked at me. I knew that look; she thought she was being the perfect matchmaker.Daphne’s voice cut through the air, sharp and cool. “I’m sure Adrian is busy. Don’t you have a movie to shoot or something?”“My schedule is actually wide open,” Adrian said, leaning back. “I guess I’ll be having lunch with you after all, sweetheart.” Daphne responded with a heavy roll of her eyes.“It’s settled then. I booked a private room,
Stefan’s POVI scoffed, raking my fingers through my hair. “You want me to call off the wedding? You’re crazy if you think I’d do that.” I tried to sound firm, but my voice had a sharp, jagged edge to it.She didn't look bothered. Instead, a slow smirk pulled at her lips. She stepped toward me, closing the gap. I retreated until the cold, hard surface of the wall pressed against my back. She tilted her head, studying me like a prize.“You’ll have to, Stefan. I mean, you can’t constantly cheat on your fiancé and think—”“This was a one-time thing!” I snapped, my chest heaving. “It’s never happening again.”“We’ll see about that.” She leaned in, her breath warm against my skin. I stood like a statue, my feet glued to the floor, as she pressed her lips against mine. I didn't even try to pull away.“Goodnight,” she whispered with a wink.The door clicked shut behind her. I stayed frozen, staring at the empty space where she had been until the weight of it finally crashed down on me. I gri
Daphne’s povI knew I sounded desperate, but I didn't care. I was finally this close to him, and the thought of him stopping was unbearable. His eyes were glued to mine, dark and filled with a hunger that matched my own. He wanted this just as much as I did.“Please,” I begged, my voice cracking. “Please, fuck me.”He didn't wait another second. His lips slammed against mine in a hard, bruising kiss. My hands shook as I reached for the buttons of his shirt, fumbling until they finally gave way. He broke the kiss just long enough to pull the shirt off and toss it aside. When he lowered himself back down, the feeling of his bare chest against my skin made me gasp.The kiss grew even more intense. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer, needing to feel every inch of him. Our muffled moans were the only sounds filling the quiet room.Stefan pulled back slightly, his face flushed and his breathing heavy. He looked completely intoxicated by me. “Have you ever...?” he ask
Daphne’s POVStefan wasn’t supposed to see Adrian and me kiss.The thought claws at my chest as I knock on his door for the second time. I’ve searched the entire house. If he’s anywhere, it’s here. I lift my hand to knock again, but the door swings open before my knuckles land.“Daphne?” Stefan says, surprise flickering across his face.My mouth opens—then Bella steps into view behind him.Her lipstick is smudged, no longer neat and perfect. My gaze drifts back to Stefan before I can stop myself. The same shade of red stains his lips, uneven and unmistakable. Heat rushes behind my eyes. I school my expression, forcing my face into something neutral, even as envy coils tight in my chest.“Let me guess,” Bella says lightly, smoothing her dress. “Mom sent you to look for me.”She doesn’t wait for an answer. “I should go.”She brushes past Stefan and reaches for my hand, her grip firm. “You can’t tell her I was here,” she whispers.I nod, pasting on a faint smile that feels brittle. As we
Stefan’s POVIt’s good that Daphne is still here. The timing couldn’t be better to introduce Adrian to her.“I thought you left,” my mom says the moment she sees me. She rises from her chair and walks over, then her gaze shifts to Adrian. Her brows knit together. “Who is he?”“Oh my fucking God!” Bianca screams. She jumps to her feet, rushing toward us. “You’re Adrian. Adrian Gilbert.” Her hands fly to her mouth. “How—what—how the fuck are you here?”Adrian stiffens beside me, clearly flustered, his smile stretching wider as if it might save him. I step in before the moment gets any more awkward.“I want you all to meet my really good friend, Adrian,” I say. “He’s a famous actor, and judging by your reaction, Bianca, you already know him.”“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me you knew him?” she blurts out, looking like she might faint on the spot. “Is this even reality?”My eyes drift to Daphne. She’s focused on her plate, moving her fork slowly, almost deliberately. No wide eyes. No exci
Daphne’s POV“I don’t give a shit,” I sneered. The smirk on his face vanished, and I deliberately looked away from him.“It’s fine if you don’t know who I am,” he said, his voice turning hard, “but you need to understand that no one can ever know about what you saw earlier. Is that clear?”I sighed before turning back to him.“You don’t need to worry. Your little secret about being gay is safe with me.”“Hey, I am not gay, okay?” he snapped, suddenly defensive. I scoffed.“I—I’m bisexual, okay?” he added quickly.“Whatever you are, Mr. Adrian. I don’t give a shit. Now leave me alone,” I said, irritation burning through my chest.“You—forget this. If anyone finds out, trust me, I won’t spare you,” he warned, annoyance sharp in his tone before he stormed away.Thank God. What the hell was his problem?“You’re here,” Bianca slurred, stumbling toward me. She nearly fell, but I caught her just in time.“Careful,” I muttered, steadying her.“Why are you here instead of enjoying the party?”







