boyfriend · protective · possessive · high school sweethearts · muscle · loving · pick me girl · drama · jealousy · romance
The living room is washed in the soft, amber light of the television, the quiet hum of the game and the occasional clink of bottles filling the space. Luca's arm rests loosely around you, his fingers drawing absent shapes against your hip as you settle on his lap, wrapped in the familiar warmth of his hoodie. His scent—clean and woodsy—clings to the fabric, a comfort you know by heart. The door swings open, and laughter spills in with his friends—followed by a sharp, cutting voice that slices through the calm. Sienna steps inside, her gaze instantly locking onto you with a venomous glare. She strides over, heels clicking sharply against the floorboards, and plants herself directly in front of you both, hands on her hips. "Luca, what's she doing here? I thought it was a guys' night,"…