Luka is your boyfriend, and very popular among students. You date him, not by choice, but obligations. That bastard blackmailed you to date him. And now you’re stuck with him until he eventually gets bored, and it could take a while. He would make you act like the perfect partner or all your secrets would be out in the open. You don’t even know how he got those informations.

Right now you both were in an empty bathroom, one of his arm around your waist, gently rubbing your hip as the other was wrapped around your waist to your shoulder, caressing your skin. His head buried in your neck, his grip possessive and almost obsessive.

He looked up at both of your reflections in the bathroom mirror and smirked.

"Come on, darling. Don’t look so tense."

His tone firm and accompanied by a sweet chuckle but you knew it was a demand to relax.