"Wow~ Luca, your house is so big!"
At the apartment on 76th Street, Britney looked around and exclaimed in admiration.
"Are you joking by comparing my place to your mansion?"
Luca shook his head. Compared to Britney's large estate, this apartment was much smaller. He grabbed an outfit from the closet that Kate hadn't worn and tossed it to Britney.
"How about this one?"
"Kate's clothes? Are you joking about my height?"
Britney threw the clothes back with a look of dissatisfaction.
"My bad!"
Luca slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten about the height difference between the two.
All the clothes at home were large sizes: Kate was 5'10", Lima was 5'10", and Luca himself was 6'1". None of the clothes were suitable for someone just over 5'3".
"Don't bother; I'll find something myself!"
The shorty pushed him aside and started rummaging through the wardrobe.
"Haha~ Luca, look what I found!"
Britney pulled out a pair of Superman boxers and gave them a good stretch. "Definitely large size!"
"Britney, stop messing around!"
Luca stuffed the Superman boxers back into the upper shelf of the closet and pulled out a hoodie. "How about wearing this? You could wear my clothes like a dress."
"Are you making fun of my height?"
Britney turned her head, her face cold.
"No, no!"
Luca spread his hands. "Fine, you pick yourself."
"Wait, this one looks nice."
Britney grabbed the hoodie from his hands, looking more and more pleased. "I'll wear this one."
"Suit yourself!"
This hoodie was something Kate had picked up from who knows where. It was a patchwork of twelve bright colors, very flamboyant. After being forced to wear it once by Kate, Luca swore he would never wear it again. It was just too harsh on the eyes.
"Luca, how about we take a bath together?"
Britney twisted her waist seductively, holding the hoodie.
"NO~ You've been dancing all day. You're all sweaty. No way am I bathing with you."
"Luca!!!"
Britney took off her shoe and threw it at him in anger.
Luca caught the shoe effortlessly. "Britney, didn't you know I used to be a goalkeeper?"
"Oh, really?"
Britney grabbed a fruit knife from the table. "Can you catch this too?"
"Britney, stop fooling around. Go take your bath. I need to start cooking."
Luca got a bit scared and quickly headed toward the kitchen. Before he could reach the door, he felt a sharp pain in his back.
"Fuck~ Britney, you're serious?"
"Hahaha~"
Britney sat on the floor, laughing heartily.
Luca turned around and saw a high heel on the floor. He had been poked by the heel.
"Alright, Britney, laugh all you want now. But tonight, I'll make you cry."
"Oh, really?"
Britney blinked. "I'm looking forward to it!"
Luca shook his head and asked as he walked away, "What do you like to eat? Anything you don't eat?"
"I like foie gras steak, black truffle, fish lips, camel hump, and mackerel. Got it?"
"Got it!"
Luca counted on his fingers, "You like white bread, black bread, oatmeal, and boiled eggs. Don't worry, I have it all."
"FUCK! Luca, I'm the superstar Britney. If you dare serve me bread, I'll stab you with this knife!"
Britney angrily threatened with the fruit knife in her hand.
"Then what do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat you!"
Britney licked her lips.
Luca patted his butt. "Come on, start from here!"
"Luca! Do you want to die?!"
Britney yelled furiously.
"Alright, alright. If you want foie gras, fish lips, and camel hump, fine, but it'll take a while. Those dishes take hours to prepare."
"Forget it, then. I'll just eat whatever. Just not bread."
"No problem!"
Luca shook his head and went into the kitchen. He prepared his signature dish, beef stew with potatoes, a borscht recipe he stole from Nina, cassava pudding he learned from Kate, and a fruit salad.
"Wow~ Luca, I didn't know you could cook so well!"
While he was cooking, Britney came into the kitchen. Her half-dry hair was down, and she was wearing the "rainbow hoodie dress," with her long, bare white legs showing. She smelled of shower gel, looking very sexy and charming.
"Britney, it's just homemade food. Don't be too picky."
"How could I?"
She wrinkled her delicate nose, sniffing the air, and secretly grabbed a pudding to stuff in her mouth.
"Mm~ It's delicious. Luca, what if I've fallen for you? What if I want to marry you?"
*Snap!*
Luca was cutting fruit and almost sliced his finger.
"Britney, don't joke around."
"I'm not joking. I'm serious."
Suddenly, Britney hugged him from behind, rubbing her cheek against his back. "Do you know why Justin and I broke up?"
"Wasn't it because he cheated on you?"
Britney shook her head. "I'm 22, but I've been in the entertainment industry for almost ten years. I'm a little tired and want to get married early. So, I told Justin, 'Let's get married.' He was scared stiff. He stood there for ten seconds without moving. Not long after, he cheated on me."
Luca chuckled softly. "You're a superstar with hundreds of millions of fans worldwide. Maybe he was scared of getting attacked by your fans."
"What a coward!"
Britney pouted. "Are you afraid? Don't tell me you're afraid. Last time on the rooftop, you said you weren't afraid of anything since that car accident."
"Emm~, I think I am still afraid. I'm afraid of many things. I'm afraid of my loved ones getting hurt. I'm afraid of them feeling sad. If I married you, what about Lima? That silly girl would be heartbroken."
Luca smiled gently. "I should introduce you two sometime. Lima is a real silly girl. She doesn't like shopping, doing housework, or making friends. She even doesn't take intimacy seriously. She only likes playing games."
"Silly girl?"
Britney wrinkled her nose. "I'm jealous of Lima!"
"Jealous of her? Haha, she's jealous of you! Lima often says you can sell millions of copies of 'Twilight' just by sending a message. Anything you say becomes the headline of many newspapers. You're beautiful, and you sing so well. You're heaven's favorite."
Britney shook her head. "If I could, I'd trade everything with Lima for you."
"Stop joking."
Luca ruffled her hair, smiling. "I'm just a small-time model. Four months ago, I was lying in a hospital bed struggling. Five months ago, I was called 'damned Luca.' Six months ago, I took two women to bed without paying them. A year ago, I was a drunk and addict, just like any street scum. Britney, what's there to like about me?"
"Is it this face?"
He patted his face.
"Is it this body?"
Luca patted his chest.
"Or my 'promotion tool'? These things are worthless."
"No, I like you as a person."
Suddenly, Britney jumped into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. "Luca, when I pulled you into the car before, it was to get back at Justin. It was just because you were handsome, and I liked your body.
But after that time, I found myself slowly starting to like you as a person. I like your warmth, something I never felt with Justin. I like your humor. When I'm with you, I can't help but feel happy. I have no worries. I like your honesty, your straightforwardness, your simplicity, and your open-mindedness.
Since then, I find myself thinking of you constantly—your shoulders, your smile, your warm chest.
I'm sure I like you—not because I want to sleep with you but because I want to be with you. Simply being with you makes me happy."
Luca held her thighs, smiling gently. "Are you sure you're talking about me? Warmth, humor? Honesty and open-mindedness? Do I have that many good qualities?"
"Yes, in my eyes, you are the best man in the world."
Britney held his neck tightly.
"Thanks!"
Luca patted her butt. "Come on, get down. The food is getting cold."
"Carry me out."
*Slap! Slap!*
"Bastard, how dare you hit me?"
"Am I still the best man?"
"Bullshit, you're the most despicable man in the world."
"Haha, glad you understand. Hey~ Britney, let's talk this out. Put the knife down first."
"No way! You spanked me, so now I'll hit you twice. Or I'll slash you."
"Can you catch me?"
"Bastard, stop! Or... or I'll cut my wrist. Believe it or not!"
"Fine, I give up."
"Stick your butt out!"
"╥﹏╥"
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