ログイン~MARCELLA~I wake up smiling the next day.Not the soft, sleepy kind of smile that fades the moment reality sets in… no. This one lingers. It stretches across my face before I even open my eyes, like my body already knows something good is waiting for me.School.God… I’ve actually missed it.The noise. The drama. The attention. The chaos.My eyes flutter open slowly, and the first thing I see is him.Lucas.He’s lying beside me, still asleep, one arm thrown over his head, the other resting loosely on the bed like he owns the space.My chest tightens in the best way.For a second, I just watch him.The sharp lines of his jaw… the way his lips part slightly when he breathes… the faint rise and fall of his chest.And then his eyes open.Like he felt me staring.We lock eyes, and just like that… we both grin.“Morning baby,” he says, his voice rough with sleep.I roll onto my side, facing him fully. “Good morning, sweetheart.”There’s a pause…a full and excited pau
~LUCAS~I can still feel her.Even with both hands on the steering wheel… even with the road stretching endlessly in front of me… even with the night air slipping through the slightly open window….Marcella is everywhere.On my skin. In my head. In my chest.I exhale slowly, gripping the wheel tighter as a faint, disbelieving laugh leaves my lips.What the hell just happened back there?I glance at her from the corner of my eye.She’s sitting comfortably in the passenger seat, her hair slightly damp, her lips swollen in the most distracting way possible… and there’s this soft glow on her face. A satisfied, dreamy kind of glow.And it hits me again.Damn!“That…” I mutter under my breath, shaking my head. “That was insane.”She turns to me immediately, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Insane good… or insane bad?”I scoff softly, finally looking at her properly. “Marcella… that was the best kind of insane.”Her cheeks flush instantly.And I swear, that al
~MARCELLA~I'm rocking and dancing on Lucas’ dick while he moans and holds my waist tight.I know instantly that he's not planning on letting me go.Of course….who would let go of a sexy lady like me??He's fucking hard right now.I can feel his dick so hard on my ass.I turn to face him, whining my waist against his thighs.Then he does the unexpected.He grabs me, and carries me on his waist, then rests my back on the pool wall.“Lucas…” I gasp. “Do you have the strength to carry me up like this?”“For you baby….” he rasps in my ear. “...I can do anything.”Then his gaze drops to my lips seductively, and then back to my eyes.Damnit! The look in his eyes makes my heart skip, stumble, then start racing.I hug him tighter, because I want to be close enough to feel him more,to feel the tension in his body.I want to feel the way his breath changes.I feel his grip on my waist tightens just a little.“Marcella…” he murmurs softly. “You're both sin and temptation. M
~MARCELLA~The city blurs past us in streaks of gold and glass, the engine humming softly beneath my hands as I drive.I choose to drive this time.Lucas sits beside me, quiet… but not distant.I can feel him.His presence fills the car in a way that makes my chest feel tight and warm at the same time.Every now and then, I catch him glancing at me.Not saying anything, but just looking.And I like it.God, I like it too much.By the time we arrive, the sky is already shifting.That soft, golden light of evening stretches across the city, dipping everything in warmth.The hotel glows under it.A slow smile curls on my lips as I pull into the entrance of one of the most expensive hotels in the city.The kind of place where everything screams luxury without trying too hard.Lucas notices immediately.“Marcella,” he mutters, sitting up slightly. “This place…..”“I know,” I cut in smoothly, already stepping out of the car. “Come on.”He hesitates for half a second b
~LUCAS~I'm still sitting in the living room after Marcella goes into the room to take a nap.I lean back against the couch, phone in my hand, thumb scrolling aimlessly at first… then not so aimlessly.I'm searching for a job. I really need a better job for myself, and for…. Marcella.My jaw tightens slightly as another page loads.“Barista needed… flexible hours…”I scoff under my breath.Of course.It’s like the universe is mocking me at this point.I swipe past it quickly.I don’t want to go back there.I don't want to go back to working in a coffee shop.I can’t.Not after… everything.Not after standing beside Marcella, walking into places where people look at me like I don’t belong but she…she makes it feel like I do anyway.Going back to that coffee shop feels like shrinking.Like undoing every step I’ve taken forward.So I keep scrolling.I come across sales assistants, delivery riders, and marketers.I exhale sharply, dragging a hand down my face.Use
~MARCELLA~There’s a pause, a long one.And I swear I can hear Stephanie breathing through the phone… slow, uneven, like she’s trying to steady herself.My fingers tighten slightly around my phone.“Steph?” I call again, softer this time.She exhales a deep breath, and then….“Okay, so first of all,” she starts, and just like that, the words begin to spill out of her in a rush, “Jason has been acting weird since we left Lucas’ party.”I blink.Weird?“What do you mean weird?” I ask, frowning slightly.“I mean weird, Marcella!” she snaps. “He didn’t text me. Didn’t call me. Didn’t even send me a stupid meme, and you know Jason cannot survive a day without sending me something stupid!”My brows lift.Okay… that is weird.“So I waited,” she continues dramatically. “I said okay, maybe he’s busy. Maybe he’s tired. Maybe he…..”“Stephanie….”“Let me land!” she cuts in. “So this morning, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I went to confront him.”Now I’m fully sitting u
~MARCELLA~It’s really happening. I can’t believe I just kissed Lucas in front of everyone.The thought crashes into me a split second after my lips touch his.Gasps erupt around us like someone just set off fireworks in the middle of the hall.“Oh my God……”“Did she just….
~MARCELLA~My breath leaves me in a sharp, broken gasp.The shock isn’t mild. It’s blinding.For a second, I genuinely can’t process what just happened. My brain lags behind my body. My skin burns where his fingers wrap around my arm, firm and unapologetic.Xavier is holding
~MARCELLA~The moment I see him clearly, my entire body goes rigid.Xavier.Not just Xavier.Xavier walking in like this is his event.Like he belongs here.Like he wasn’t the last person I expected to see tonight.My surprise isn’t soft. It’s violent. It slams into me so ha
~LUCAS~The box is the first thing I notice when I wake up.It's there…. right where I left it before going to bed last night.Like it knows I haven’t made peace with myself yet.It's pushed neatly against the wall like it hasn’t been silently haunting me all night. Like







