Mag-log in~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 Saturday!” I exclaim excitedly on the bed, and Lucas chuckles.He is still beside me, his arm draped lazily over my waist, his body pressed into mine like he belongs there… like he was always meant to be there.“Why are you so excited that it's Saturday?” He asks me.“Because it's my favorite day of the week,” I reply, smiling at him.“Why?”“There's not much responsibility, no classes,” I reply. “It's just like my resting day…. just me in my room, lazing around all day!”“But now you have me here too,” he chips in.“Exactly, my love,” I wink at him. “And that's why I'm more excited today.”I turn slightly in his arms, tilting my head to look fully at him, and my heart does that stupid, soft thing again.God.How did I get this lucky?“Why are you staring at me like that?” he murmurs.“Because I get you all to myself today,” I tell him.That makes his smile widen.“Possessive,” he teases.“Very,” I reply proudly, snuggling closer into him.He
~MARCELLA~By the time everything finally settles, the room is quiet except for our breathing.My body feels heavy, warm, completely spent.I barely have the strength to move.Lucas shifts beside me, brushing his fingers gently along my arm.“Hey,” he murmurs softly.I hum in response, too tired to form words.He chuckles quietly.“Come on… we need to clean up.”“I can’t move,” I mumble, my eyes still closed.“Yes, you can,” he says gently. “And I’m not leaving you like this.”Before I can protest, he carefully lifts me into his arms.A small gasp leaves my lips as I instinctively cling to him.“Lucas…” I whisper, burying my face into his neck.“I’ve got you,” he reassures, pressing a soft kiss to my temple.He carries me to the bathroom, setting me down gently on the edge of the sink before turning on the warm water.The soft sound fills the quiet space.He grabs a towel, soaking it lightly before turning back to me.“Stay still,” he murmurs.There’s something s
~MARCELLA~Fuck! What has really entered Lucas tonight??I don't know what it is, but I'm grateful for whatever it is.Lucas has a lot in stock for me tonight.My legs are starting to shake so bad on the bed.He notices it, and with a look of mischief on his face, he splays my legs apart, granting him more easy access to my pussy.“Look at you,” he murmurs softly, his voice thick with admiration. “You’re already falling apart for me.”The wonders of his fingers intensify, and I let out a broken sound.“Lucas…” I whisper, my fingers clutching the sheets as if they’re the only thing grounding me.“Cum for me baby,” he rasps and breathes against my skin.I moan more loudly as his fingers go in and out of my pussy without control.“I think I'm about to cum,” I release a soft cry.He adds more pressure to it and I moan and groan out loudly, unable to control myself anymore.His touch is relentless, deep and deliberate, exploring places inside me I don't know can feel t
~MARCELLA~We are still kissing as Lucas carries me to the bedroom. But before we even reach the room, I laugh softly against his mouth, the sound bubbling out of me with all excitement.“You’re laughing?” he murmurs against my lips, his voice low and rough. “I’m trying to be serious here.”“I can’t help it,” I whisper back, breathless. “You’re just… taking me like I weigh nothing.”“That’s because I don’t feel anything right now except you,” he replies, tightening his hold slightly.I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair, and my legs wrap around him, gripping him in position as he devours my mouth. His grip tightens instinctively, steady, protective, like he’s afraid I might disappear if he loosens his hold.My heart is pounding harder than my body reacts.Oh! I really can't wait for what is about to happen.I really can't wait!Lucas nudges the bedroom door open with his foot, and the room greets us in soft shadows and warm light. T
~MARCELLA~The rest of the drive is quiet.Not awkward… not heavy… just quiet in a way that feels full.Full of everything we didn’t say.Full of everything we’re both trying to understand.I sit beside him, my fingers still loosely intertwined with his, tracing small, absent patterns against his skin as the city lights blur past the window.And for once… I don’t feel like I’m running.I feel… still.When we finally pull into the underground garage of my building, the headlights sweep across the polished floor, illuminating the expensive cars lined up like trophies.Lucas slows the car, his eyes flicking around briefly.I notice it immediately….of course I do.This place screams money and power.Everything he’s been quietly struggling with all night.But he doesn’t say anything.He just parks the car carefully, turning off the engine.Silence settles between us again.The soft ticking sound of the cooling engine fills the space.For a second, neither of us mov
~ELENA~Warm sunlight bleeds through the curtains when I wake again, but what really pulls me from sleep is the sensation of hands…..three sets of them……touching me softly, carefully, like I’m made of something breakable.Vincenzo is the first one I see. His hair is a m
~ELENA~Nico is so in groove after his release that he looks dizzy as he pulls out and stares at the mess he has left behind.Riccardo's cock is still inside me. What a fucking view!!I push down so he can see the cum dribbling, and feel the horny slop of more when Riccar
~ELENA~The rest of the day feels like walking through a graveyard. Everywhere in the house is tense, silent, simmering and emotional.No one raises their voice. No one argues. But the tension is everywhere…..thick, oppressive, brushing against my skin.Vincenzo moves arou
~ELENA~I don’t remember walking. I don’t remember taking a step. I barely remember deciding to leave the dining room.All I know is that something in me knew ... .knew they would hurt each other, knew they would break something that can never be fixed, knew I had to stop







