LOGIN“Say it…Tell me to go and I promise you’ll never see me again”. She said to me but I didn’t want that to happen, not now not ever. “Is that what you want?” I spoke softly hoping she would take back her words and she only said it as a moment of weakness. “No…I want you” I found myself utterly speechless when she made this revelation. God, I wanted her too but I could only confess my feelings in my heart. Everywhere went silent. Marcella Solis and Lucille Parker, two young women with a hidden sexuality trapped by the stifling expectations of their elite, high pressure families. Marcella, the "miracle child" and brilliant heir to a mafia empire, maintains a mask of cold perfection to hide her true sexuality, in fear that coming out would tarnish the prestigious Solis name. However, her status quo is shattered by the arrival of Lucille Parker, a striking star athlete and transfer student. While Lucille is presented as a "trophy" for her parents to showcase to college scouts, she carries the scars of a "darker" past. Lucille is viewed by her family as a profound shame that must be hidden behind her athletic prowess. An instantaneous spark ignites between the two, but they initially resist their feelings to protect their families' reputations. This tension finally breaks when they meet in college. In the newfound freedom of campus life, they embark on a passionate, secret romance that serves as a sanctuary from their rigid upbringing. As the moment of revelation nears, they face a devastating choice to succumb to their families and secure their glittering inheritances, or risk everything for their love.
View MoreMarcella’s pov This was the best news I had heard in a long time. I counted down the days in my head. Three days. I had three days left to do everything I loved in Staple Town. I visited the old library, my favorite coffee shop and the park. I revisited every place that brought me comfort, but there was one thing I avoided doing until the very last moment. On my final day, as I was packing my bags, a soft knock came at my door. I opened it to find my sister standing in the doorway. We hadn't spoken in what felt like forever because of how hectic things had been. "Hey..." she murmured, nervously rubbing the side of her thigh as she stepped into my room. "Hey..." I replied softly. "It's been a while," she said. "Yeah..." An awkward silence hung between us before she suddenly blurted out a rush of words, barely taking a breath. "I'm so sorry! I'm so, so sorry for everything that happened! I never wanted it to turn out like this, I swear! It was never my intention to take you
Marcella’s povMy household became so chaotic that no one had time for me anymore. My phone was broken, but I didn't even care to replace it. I didn't want to see the media circus or the endless fallout online after everything that had happened.I had just lost my birthright to my sister, I didn’t want a part of the mafia business but that doesn’t mean I liked the fact that I’ve lost it. Maya didn't seem happy about taking over my position either, she was always avoiding me but I understood perfectly, it was for the best and she had no choice. Whenever our paths crossed in the house, we exchanged silent looks, hers saying, I'm so sorry things went this far, and mine replying, It's fine...A few days later, my mother summoned Patrick to the house. They spent hours locked away in an inner study. I had no idea what they discussed, but I knew it would be about our present situation and his engagement to Maya. The very next day, Patrick arrived bearing lavish gifts for her. That was when I
Marcella’s pov My dad led me to my room after my mother went inside. I pulled out my phone, sending a text to Lucille when a loud gunshot echoed outside. The sudden noise startled me so much that my phone slipped from my hands and clattered onto the floor. I rushed to the window and looked down into the estate. It was crowded with dozens of people dressed in black, not just any black, but our clan's signature black attire. My dad and mum stood before them like they were being persecuted. Terrified by what I saw, I backed away from the window, unlocked my door and sprinted downstairs. But before I could reach the front door, my sister grabbed my arm. "Hold on!" she warned, stopping me in my tracks. "What's happening?" I asked, my voice high with panic. She looked at me, her eyes filled with fear. "Our family is here... the whole family." I knew what she meant. When she said the whole family, she meant our entire clan. I looked back at the door in disbelief. "This late at night
Lucille’s povAfter that night, the whole world knew the truth. It was all over the news, trending on social media for weeks.Back when I stood at that podium, I thought I could easily handle living in my truth. But once the media madness hit, I was terrified to step outside. I locked myself in my room for days, surviving only on quick trips to the kitchen to grab whatever food I could find.Do you want to know why I initially thought I could handle the fallout? It was because I believed Marcella and I would figure things out together. I mean, now that the truth was out, what was left to hide?But that very night, I realized how wrong I was. I had received a text from Marcella right after the press conference:‘Hey Lucille, tonight was the best night of my life and I owe it all to you. Thank you for speaking up too, I feel like I’ve finally found myself and I can finally live as who I am. Kisses from this side.’After reading that message, I assumed we would be texting and calling non
Lucille’s pov I crept slowly to where I heard the voices and I saw Chloe and some of the other girls. I didn’t know if I should come out or remain hidden in the bushes of flower. I could hear their whispers and I followed the sound of their voices. It seemed like they were searching for someone.
Lucille’s POV I was going to do it. I was going to press my lips against hers, hold her waist tightly lost in each other’s embrace, enjoy the softness of her small lips, locked in mine, not parting away until I’m out of breath and to hell with what anyone had to say. In that moment, my logic had
Marcella pov “Please sit” she motioned at me to sit on the floor and I did but as I sat she pulled out a small black book from her bag and sat across me. I was confused not knowing what she wanted me to do. This wasn't exactly what I had envisioned for a "Truth or Dare" closet session. “You ….
Marcella pov She walked up to me with that questioning look in her eyes. “What do you mean?” She asked still looking lost but I didn’t want to say anything. “Marcella, you’ve guarded that book like it was your own life. What are you talking about?” I looked away. “Never mind” I wiped the tea












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