couple match

The night was loud, wild, and shining with neon lights. Shawn’s villa—famous for being the biggest party spot in town—was filled with music that made the walls vibrate. It was one of those nights when rich boys behaved like kings, and their guests acted like nothing could ever go wrong. Inside, teenagers danced, laughed, drank, and flirted without any care. Shawn moved through the crowd like he owned the world, Lucas walked like he ruled it, and David followed with that cold smirk that made people step aside for him. Shawn, Lucas, and David—Three Kings of the Party Shawn leaned against the bar counter, counting people with his sharp, calculated eyes. Lucas was surrounded by girls who were trying hard to get his attention. David… well, David was simply enjoying the chaos, watching others with an expression that was almost bored. It was supposed to be just another wild party. Just another night of noise, drinks, and fake smiles. But then everything changed. --- ✨ Lucas Sees Her Lucas wasn’t in the mood for love. He had a girlfriend—Rita, Shawn’s stepsister—and though he didn’t care about her much, she had a terrible temper and acted like she owned him. Still, Lucas was Lucas. A girl touched his chest. “You look lonely,” she whispered, leaning close. Lucas smirked, grabbed her waist, and dipped his head to kiss her— —but suddenly he stopped. Because from the corner of his eye, he saw a girl quietly stepping through the crowd with a tray of drinks. Elie. his old love. In a place she didn’t belong. His jaw tightened. His anger rose. She wasn’t allowed here. But she looked… different. Her hair was tied loosely, a few strands falling on her cheeks. Her simple clothes made her look soft, innocent—completely opposite of the crowd around her. Lucas let go of the random girl without a word. He grabbed a drink and started walking straight toward Elie. The music was loud. The lights were flashing. But Elie felt his presence before she even saw him. Her eyes widened. Panic filled her face. She tried to run. But Lucas was faster. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her back sharply. “Elie,” he said, his voice low and dangerous, “what are you doing here?” “I—I came to deliver drinks. The kitchen staff—” “You shouldn’t be here,” Lucas said, pulling her closer. “And you know that.” Her breath hitched. She looked up at him—and that was his mistake. Because in that moment, in those soft eyes, in that scared little face… …she looked beautiful. Too beautiful. Before he could think—before he could stop himself— Lucas pulled her against him and kissed her. he regret to let her go before. Not a soft kiss. Not a gentle kiss. A hungry, desperate, possessive kiss. Her hands trembled against his chest. His fingers dug into her waist. The world around them disappeared. Elie froze for a moment, shocked—but she didn’t push him away. And that made Lucas kiss her harder. --- ✨ The Scream That Broke Everything “HOW DARE YOU!” The voice sliced through the music. The crowd turned. Lucas’s eyes opened instantly. He pulled back from Elie. Standing a few feet away was Rita—Shawn’s stepsister and Lucas’s girlfriend. Her face was twisted with disbelief and rage. “Lucas,” she shouted, “you kissed her?” People started whispering. Phones lifted. The party atmosphere changed instantly. Rita stormed toward Elie, fury in her eyes. elie face was not visible in dark “You little—” she raised her hand, reaching for Elie’s hair. But Lucas caught Rita’s hand mid-air. His voice was cold. “Don’t touch her.” Rita blinked. She had never heard Lucas speak like that. “What?” she whispered. “Are you protecting her?” “no.” Lucas didn’t even hesitate. “Run,” he whispered to Elie. Elie didn’t think twice. She sprinted away, disappearing into the crowd. Rita turned back to Lucas, trembling with rage. “Who is she to you?” she shouted. “Tell me, Lucas! Who is it? WHO IS SHE?” Lucas stepped close, his eyes blazing. “She’s no one you can touch,” he said. Rita clenched her jaw. “If you won’t tell me,” she hissed, “I’ll find out myself.” Lucas knew what Rita was capable of. She could destroy lives just for fun. So he lied. “It was Stella.” Rita froze. “Stella? That Stella?” Lucas didn’t blink. “Yes.” Rita’s expression changed. Not hurt. Not sad. But dangerous. “Oh perfect,” she whispered. “Now she will pay.” Lucas had protected Elie… but he had just thrown Stella into Rita’s line of fire. --- ✨ David and Joyce The party finished late. Lights dimmed. Guests left. Everything fell silent. David went home alone, his mind strangely blank. He didn’t care about parties. He didn’t care about feelings. But something about tonight made him restless. When he entered the living room, he found Joyce curled up on the couch, a blanket around her, the TV still playing some old movie. Her lips were slightly parted. Her hair messy. She looked innocent—a rare thing for someone who could lie so well. David walked toward her slowly. He didn’t understand the feeling, he didn’t even know why he did it… But he leaned down and kissed her gently. Joyce’s eyes flew open. She stared at him, shocked, breathless. “David?” Her voice trembled. “Why… why did you…?” David didn’t answer. Because he didn’t know the answer. He just walked away, leaving her confused and trembling behind him. --- ✨ A Month Later — Rita’s Revenge A month passed, but Rita didn’t forget anything. She became calmer on the outside, colder, more calculated. But inside her mind, revenge was growing like fire. One afternoon, she slammed open Shawn’s door. “Brother,” she said, “I want revenge.” Shawn didn’t even look up from his book. “On whom this time?” “Stella,” Rita spat, her eyes burning. “I want her destroyed.” Shawn finally raised his eyes. “Why Stella?” “She humiliated me,” Rita lied smoothly. “She thinks she’s better than me.” Shawn sighed. “You’re overreacting.” “No,” Rita said coldly. “I want you to make her fall in love with you. Break her heart. Crush her.” Shawn laughed lightly. “Seriously?” “Do it,” Rita insisted. “You’re charming. She won’t see it coming.” Shawn leaned back, bored—until he saw Stella walking past the window. Her soft face. Her quiet smile. Her innocence. His smirk froze. Something stirred inside him. He didn’t know what it was. But he wanted to know her. “Fine,” Shawn said finally. “I’ll do it.” But as he watched Stella disappear down the hallway… He wasn’t thinking of revenge. He wasn’t thinking of Rita. For the first time in his life, Shawn was thinking only one thing: “Stella… you are beautiful.” And maybe—just maybe— this game would burn him too.