LOGIN~MARCELLA~I squeeze Lucas’ hand lightly because he's all mine.Stephanie claps once, satisfied.“Okay, I approve,” she declares like a judge passing a final verdict.“Let’s sit before the lecturer throws us out,” I say, still smiling.The three of us start walking toward our seats together, Stephanie still talking, Lucas occasionally responding, and me just… soaking it in.This feels normal, happy and safe.“You two are actually disgusting, by the way,” Stephanie suddenly mutters, folding her arms dramatically.I blink. “What?”“The hand holding? The soft smiles? The whole ‘we’re in love and glowing’ thing? Yeah, I hate it.”Lucas lets out a quiet laugh beside me. “You’re just jealous.”“Jealous?” she scoffs. “Please. I could get a boyfriend in ten minutes if I wanted.”“Then why don’t you?” I tease, raising a brow.She pauses… then shrugs. “Because I enjoy peace.”Lucas chuckles. “Translation: no one is good enough.”Stephanie flips her hair. “Exactly.”I shake
~MARCELLA~Albert is walking towards us so fast, and the crowd gets louder.‘Here we go…’'Drama…’‘Oh my God, it’s about to start…’’ someone whispers behind me.“Isn’t that Albert?” another voice adds, excitement rising.Albert stops right in front of us, and without a word, he grabs my arm….trying to pull me away.“No,” I say immediately, stopping him.My voice is calm, but firm, and his grip loosens slightly.His fingers linger for a second longer than necessary… like he’s reluctant to let go. Like he doesn’t want to lose control.He stares at me, then laughs….a low, disbelieving chuckle.“I knew it,” he mutters. “I knew that ‘other friend’ was around at your house…. seeing that you came to school together on a Monday morning.”I straighten, and flash a smile at him.“Lucas is not ‘some other’ friend.”I lift my chin slightly. “He’s my boyfriend. My lover. My world.”The crowd gasps.“And you will not disrespect him,” I add.Albert’s smirk returns…slow and da
~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 pause.“I can’t wait for t
~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
~ELENA~I can’t move.My legs are frozen, my brain stutters, and my perfectly glossed lips part in stunned silence.Alessandro fucking Bianchi.Here.In Italy.In Florence. In my space.In my school.I feel like the ground beneath me has cracked open. My pulse thunders.A r
~ELENA~The moment we all got into our various rooms to freshen up after the best sex I've ever had in my life, I hear the car horns blare loudly and the front doors open.Mom and her husband are back.I quickly lock my door. I don't want to have any more conversations wi
~ELENA~My three stepbrothers turn to me after Giacomo leaves.I stare back at the three identical faces.And I…I don't know what to say.My breath comes in shallow puffs.I grip the edge of the sink to keep from sliding to the floor.They didn't hit him.Not really.But the
~VINCENZO~ Some minutes after Elena leaves with her friends, the doorbell starts to ring.And whoever that's ringing seems impatient as they keep pressing the bell over and over again.I groan loudly and walk to the door to open it as Riccardo and Nico don't make a move to open







