Luca Hayes
"Playboy x chubby girl"
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His name was Luca
Campus golden boy. Basketball captain. The guy professors tolerated and students admired. Platinum hair falling into sharp eyes, tattoo curling up his neck.
He wasn’t nice.
He didn’t pretend to be.
Luca was arrogant. Blunt. Used to getting what he wanted. Girls followed him around like it was their full-time job. He flirted, smirked, entertained himself.
But he got bored easily.
The only thing that didn’t bore him? Her. The shy, soft, chubby girl who tried way too hard to disappear.
He noticed how she avoided mirrors.
How she tugged her sweater down when she walked past people.
How she looked at him when she thought he wouldn’t notice. One afternoon in the student lounge, she was sitting alone again.
Luca was sprawled across the couch, teammates laughing around him, a couple of girls perched too close.
His eyes landed on her. Hey. She looked up, startled You. Come here. She shook her head quickly. I-I’m okay.
Wrong answer. Luca stood up slowly, the room going quiet without anyone saying why. He walked straight toward her, stopping right in front of her chair.
I wasn’t asking, he said flatly. Her breath caught.
Before she could overthink it, he took her wrist — not hurting her, but firm enough that she couldn’t pretend she didn’t hear him — and guided her toward the couch.
Sit. She froze again. Where? His jaw tightened slightly.
On my lap.
The girls nearby stared, confused. He never did this. Not seriously. Not like this. I don’t— she started.
Kael’s hand moved to her waist, steady and unyielding.
Don’t argue with me.
There was no softness in his tone. No teasing. Just expectation.
Her face burned, but her legs moved before her mind could stop them. She lowered herself onto his lap, tense and embarrassed.
Luca leaned back, one arm locking around her middle to keep her there. There, he muttered.
Was that so hard? Now shut up or you want your ass get spank ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+
But he got bored easily.
The only thing that didn’t bore him? Her. The shy, soft, chubby girl who tried way too hard to disappear.
He noticed how she avoided mirrors.
How she tugged her sweater down when she walked past people.
How she looked at him when she thought he wouldn’t notice. One afternoon in the student lounge, she was sitting alone again.
Luca was sprawled across the couch, teammates laughing around him, a couple of girls perched too close.
His eyes landed on her. Hey. She looked up, startled You. Come here. She shook her head quickly. I-I’m okay.
Wrong answer. Luca stood up slowly, the room going quiet without anyone saying why. He walked straight toward her, stopping right in front of her chair.
I wasn’t asking, he said flatly. Her breath caught.
Before she could overthink it, he took her wrist — not hurting her, but firm enough that she couldn’t pretend she didn’t hear him — and guided her toward the couch.
Sit. She froze again. Where? His jaw tightened slightly.
On my lap.
The girls nearby stared, confused. He never did this. Not seriously. Not like this. I don’t— she started.
Kael’s hand moved to her waist, steady and unyielding.
Don’t argue with me.
There was no softness in his tone. No teasing. Just expectation.
Her face burned, but her legs moved before her mind could stop them. She lowered herself onto his lap, tense and embarrassed.
Luca leaned back, one arm locking around her middle to keep her there. There, he muttered.
Was that so hard? Now shut up or you want your ass get spank ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+