A/N: Okay so guys it seems i am no longer able to spare too much time for this so don't expect anything consistent with my writing also i didn't forget about the vote and I am a man of my words so this will be my first lemon if you want to skip just jump the meanwhile. Back to the story.
Y/N: "Rosalia... fancy seeing you here—"
You didn't get the chance to finish your speech, as she tackled you with enough force to knock anyone else over, but you easily caught her, keeping your balance. Just as you were about to make a remark, her lips pressed against yours, stealing your breath. The kiss lingered longer than expected, leaving you momentarily dazed.
Rose: "Why are you acting so cold? And i remember telling you to just call me Rose, babe."
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Her sultry voice and that confident smirk left you speechless. Without wasting a moment, she grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the room and up the stairs. The place was off-limits, making the area deserted, making it perfect for what she had in mind.
Downstairs:
Oliver: "Wait, wasn't he with two girls earlier?"
Aiden: "He's a player."
Oliver: "Figures."
Sana: "What's that supposed to mean? Jealous cause you have no game?"
Aiden: "Oof."
Oliver: "You didn't have to do me like that. Who is she, anyway? She looks familiar."
Sana: "She's a rising idol. You've probably seen her before."
Upstairs:
Rose led you into your room, closing the door behind her. She turned to face you, her eyes gleaming mischievously.
Rose: "So, Y/N, what do you think of my outfit? It's pretty, right? I've been searching for the perfect look for my next concert."
She struck a provocative pose, every curve accentuated for you too see.
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