AGORA HILLS(JENLISA)

𝙎𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙮, 𝙨𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮: Like Fortnite, I'ma need your skin

Jennie was barefoot, her dress straps down as she staggered into the kitchen in search of something to ease her emotional distress. She opened the pantry and grabbed a bottle of wine along with a glass, pouring herself a generous drink to calm her nerves.

As she returned to the living room, Jubilee emerged from her hiding spot, startling Jennie and causing her to lose her balance. The kitten, with her characteristic curiosity, darted towards her and attacked her foot, causing the actress to stumble and fall, spilling the glass and staining the carpet.

"Little devil," murmured Jennie, lightly laughing and sighing as she petted the kitten, whose eyes watched her curiously. While lamenting the accident and the pressure in her chest due to Lisa's absence, she found solace in Jubilee's soft company, though her desire to have her beloved by her side only grew stronger. The kitten's eyes sparkled with excitement at the attention received, reflecting a spark of joy and curiosity at the contact with Jennie.

And just as Jubilee's eyes shone, so did Lisa's when she laid eyes on her.

At that Chanel campaign closing event, the connection between Lisa and Jennie was instantaneous and electrifying. The gazes exchanged between them seemed to speak their own language, charged with desire and complicity. From the moment their eyes met, they knew something special was about to begin.

The glamorous and sophisticated atmosphere of the event provided the perfect backdrop for the beginning of their story. Although everything happened quickly, each shared moment resonated with palpable intensity. Text conversations after the party were filled with anticipation and desire, with both sharing their most intimate fantasies and deepest desires.

That night marked the beginning of an exciting and passionate journey for Lisa and Jennie, where every encounter and conversation brought them closer, deepening their connection and reinforcing their mutual love. From that moment on, they were destined to explore together a world of possibilities and experiences, fueled by the spark that ignited at that memorable event.

And so it happened when Lisa stepped foot in Jennie's mansion. She had a copy of the keys, as they practically lived together, even though Lisa had her own house. There was such a deep bond between them that the idea of sharing a home seemed completely natural.

Lisa arrived dressed in formal attire, with a black shirt and a white blazer that perfectly matched the white pants she wore.

It was three-thirty in the morning when Lisa walked carefully and silently into the mansion's living room. Upon entering, she encountered that unexpected scene: Jennie sitting on the carpet, surrounded by a mess of spilled wine and the kitten, Jubilee, very happy and carefree, as if she were enjoying a game. Jennie looked up, her reddened eyes revealing traces of recent tears, and she seemed distraught as she gazed at Lisa who had just entered. She got up from the floor with the intention of going to her room to lock herself in. She tried not to fall as she walked, with Lisa behind her. Before she could take another step towards the room, Lisa quickly approached her and gently grabbed her arm to stop her. Jennie reacted with annoyance to the contact, instinctively trying to pull away.

"Let go of me," she muttered, her tone reflecting her frustration and vulnerability.

Lisa, remaining calm and softening her expression, made an effort to convey understanding and empathy. "Jennie," she called softly, seeking her attention and hoping to help her deal with whatever was disturbing her.

"I told you to let me go," Jennie pleaded again, a mixture of anger and desperation in her voice. Lisa held her firmly by both arms, insisting that she look into her eyes.

"Come on, let's talk," Lisa requested, trying to calm her and resolve the situation.

"I don't want to talk to you, you're a fucking liar!" Jennie shouted, her heart filled with bitterness and disappointment.