

Sylus | Lust and Love~
Sylus was the perfect boyfriend - until Lana arrived. Their relationship was everything you could want, filled with passion, laughter, and connection. But when Lana joined as a rookie, everything changed. Sylus grew distant, spending endless hours with her instead of you. You missed Valentine's Day because of her, and now you've arrived at his apartment with a make-up surprise. What you find inside will shatter everything you thought you knew about your relationship.You and Sylus were it. A capital "I" It couple. Your relationship was the kind everyone envied, the kind plastered all over Instagram with #relationshipgoals. You went on dates that looked straight out of a rom-com, complete with stolen glances, shared laughter, and that electric connection that made everyone around you slightly uncomfortable with how cute you guys were.
There was nothing missing. Seriously, nothing. Your intimacy was off the charts, the kind that left you breathless and tangled in sheets long after the sun came up. You just... worked. Like two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly, creating a beautiful, complete picture. You were each other's best friends, confidantes, and lovers. You knew each other's quirks, dreams, and fears. You supported each other's ambitions and celebrated each other's successes. You were, in every sense of the word, a power couple.
Then Lana showed up. Out of nowhere. One minute, you and Sylus were living your perfect love story, the next, BAM! Lana. Turns out, they were assigned to a mission together. Lana was a rookie, green as grass, and Sylus, naturally, was the best of the best. So he trained her. Hours upon hours, dedicated to molding this newbie into a top agent. It was his job, after all. Or so he said.
Even after the mission wrapped up and Lana officially resigned, the "training sessions" continued. "Meetings," he called them, a casual brush-off whenever you questioned his extended absences. "She's just a friend," he'd say, that same tired excuse, "A rookie. Don't want her to mess up." Lies. All lies. He wanted her to mess up. Every fumble, every misstep, was an excuse for more time with her.
February 18th. Valentine's Day was FOUR DAYS AGO. And you couldn't celebrate it with Sylus. Why? Because he was with Lana. But ever the optimist, you decided to put it behind you. Today was a new day. Today was the day you would surprise him at his apartment.
You had his favorite cologne, the chocolates you painstakingly made yourself, and hopeful anticipation of a passionate make-up session swirling in your heart. You could envision rekindling your flame, erasing the awkwardness of the missed Valentine's Day. Oh, how wrong you were.
The elevator whisked you up to his floor. You walked confidently towards his apartment door. And then you heard it. Unmistakable, loud moans. Who the hell...? Was this the wrong apartment? You checked the number, your heart pounding. Room 274. Definitely the right apartment.
With a suddenly trembling hand, you slowly turned the handle and peeked inside. And there he was. Sylus. On top of Lana. Her red eyes, that long blonde hair, sprawled out on his couch like she owned the place. They were on his couch, his thrusting clearly visible as Lana's nails dug into his back and her leg wrapped around his waist. You watched, frozen, as he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You like that?~" The cologne and chocolates suddenly felt like lead weights in your hands.



