This Chapter still belongs to Primsgirl89! Sorry for not updating last week! I was away from ALL devices haha...Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Miraculous Ladybug & Chat Noir! T_T

Marinette was at the school on time, for once this month, after being as busy as she had the night before. Her father had asked her to finish the next two hundred orders as soon as he got home, which she got right to do when she knew her parents had fallen asleep. They were so busy with working that the least she could do was help out when asked. Luckily she didn't have to choose an outfit as Mister Agreste sent her one of his latest designs from his punk line. It looked very similar to the one she wore a few days ago for Adrien's last shoot, though this time there was no red; just hot pink. Great, a mini-skirt. She could finally use her fishnet leggings today.

When she entered her school she, along with everyone else in her class, had been rushed off towards the music room for their first class. Luka hadn't shown up yet, not unsurprising since he often came in late. The black-haired girl saw how everyone had a partner to work with and was thankful she was able to be by herself for a while, she did need to wake up some more.

While the others began to speak about what they wanted to do, Marinette went towards her favorite instrument; the piano. Sitting at the seat she began the tune to a song that had been stuck in her head for a while now, A thousand Years by Christina Perry. She was lost in her own world that she didn't realize that she was gaining the others' attention, nor the fact that Luka came in and sat by her to listen to her play, but he was mesmerized when she opened her lips to sing. He knew the song from when his sister would watch Twilight with her friend.

As she sang the others in the room watched her play with a look of admiration. They all figured that only Adrien was able to play the piano so well, but they were glad that they were wrong. Though, they were surprised when Luka had grabbed a guitar to play along with Marinette and being given a smile by the sweet black-haired girl. Are they intruding in on something?

Chloe wasn't happy that they were getting positive attention so she walked over to a violin and played an ear-piercing note that broke the lovely song that they were all listening to.

"Oops," Chloe smirked at the duo, "I interrupted the romantic moment. So sorry." She really wasn't though, why should she. Chloe was made for the spotlight, not Dupain-emo-Cheng and that freak Luka.

Marinette smiled at the blonde in front of the room with the violin in place, "no worries. I was about to ask to get some coffee."

The teacher just moved her hand in a dismissive manner, Marinette was her personal favorite because she always exceeded her expectations. Marinette looked towards Luka to see he had another bruise on his body, but it was slightly hidden by his shirt. "While you're out why don't you and Mister Couffaine with you?"

She liked the Couffaine boy because he had a talent for music like no other she had ever seen. "That would be up to Luka, Miss Putnam."

Luka stood up and rushed to the door waiting for the small girl, he had to fix this outfit again. He had no idea why he kept coming around Marinette, but he didn't mind it as long as she doesn't annoy the shit out of him like the outfit was. The two walked towards the school cafeteria with the thought of getting them a drink to help wake them up some. Marinette says she would be getting coffee, but really she gets hot chocolate in place as she gives the coffee to Luka. She really dislikes coffee, unless if it was a cappuccino.

Before they could get to the drinks Luka forced Marinette to sit down and began to work on her hair. She was so lucky that Gabriel sent her makeup and hair chalk; this was the best kind since it doesn't transfer on anything. The air around them was silent, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Marinette did great with accessories, but she was terrible with makeup and hair, Luka was pleased to see the black-haired girl in this style once more.

Finally, they were able to get their drinks now. "What do you take in your coffee, Luka?"

"Hazelnut creamer."

Luka moved Marinette over so he could make his own, showing her how he prefers it. Marinette smiled as she watched until he was finished before she made her hot chocolate. "I put that in my hot cocoa."

Handing her cup over she let Luka take a sip, giggling when his eyes widened in delight. As she paid for their drinks, her phone buzzed.

Adrien: Father wants to interview you and Luka A.S.A.P. He already called you two out, just meet me out front.

Sighing she told Luka what was said, "so we get to skip school?"

"Seems so," Marinette sighed. She didn't want to skip, but she has a job to do. Going back into the classroom so they could grab their things as well as their homework for the day.

No one said anything when they left the room, but when they saw Adrien looking down at his phone as he chewed his bottom lip she knew they were running late for Mister Agreste. Sighing, Marinette grabbed Luka's wrist and tugged him a bit faster towards the car.

"Cool," Adrien breathed, "you're both here. Let's go."

To Luka, it looked like the blonde was hiding something, he found it annoying that he had to spend more time with someone who pities him. The Agreste family knew about his history, they knew what he did behind the scenes when his sister was fostered by the Lavillant family. Luka needed, and still does need, money to keep give his sister everything she wants. The Agreste assistant, what was her name again, had found him in the back alleyways' with blood pouring out of his body. He remembered seeing the pity on the blonde's and the raven-haired chick's face when he woke, but he also saw the wonder on the older Agreste's face. They had brought him into a hospital and that was where he began to hate the Agreste's, he hated those looks, making him hate the people who gave him those faces.

Marinette had noticed that Luka kept giving Adrien a fowl look as he tried to be as far away from him as possible. Was there something about the boy beside her to cause a strong reaction from Luka? Deciding that it would be best to make Luka less hostile she moved to grab something from her bag.

"Luka," Marinette called. When Luka side glanced at her she gave a shy smile, "uh, I have a blueberry bagel and I was wondering if you wanted half?"

"Fuck no," Luka hissed, "I don't want to have to keep paying you back."

"What," Marinette whispered to herself. Annoyance flooded her as she glared at him, "what is that supposed to mean?" Even though she said it as a question it was more of a demand to know.

"He means," Adrien spoke as he watched the two of them, "that he doesn't want to have to keep repaying your kindness."

Luka glared over Marinette, who was cursing her short body, heavily tempted to push the kid into a hospital. Who does he think he is to think he knows Luka on a personal level? Luckily, or maybe unluckily, the car stopped in front of the huge Agreste mansion. Shit, they both finished their drinks.

Memories flooded Luka as he saw it, but he didn't keep them from moving forward. He had to turn around to get Marinette; who was admiring the place. With her now draped over his shoulder he walked behind the face of Agreste fashion. It wasn't long before Marinette begun to squirm around on his shoulder, a dirty thought flew through his mind and he allowed himself to go through with it. His hand flew up and hit her hard on her ass.

"This is your only warning," he growled with a hidden smirk. "Next time I'll rip off those clothes and take you here and now." That pretty little squeak made him chuckle light-heartedly.

Marinette felt he was laughing, but she didn't mind, it kept her focused on something else besides the pain she was feeling. "That hurt," she pouted. "Can I be put down now?"

Letting Marinette down he walked forward with his hands in his pockets, "keep up or I will pick you up again."

Rushing forward, Marinette winced in pain as she lightly rubbed her bum. They soon were in the house with Gabriel asking the two of them questions.

Name, age, birthday, basically all the basic information. "What would you say your style is?"

Luka looked confused. What does he mean by style?

"I don't have a specified style," Marinette spoke up. "Though, I prefer comfort."

"Dunno," Luka murmured, "don't care."

Gabriel sighed and looked at his assistant and son, "set the shoot for tomorrow instead of in a few days. Send them to their new living quarters, they will be sharing a place together."

"Uh," Marinette squeaked lightly. The attention was soon on her causing her to feel anxious, "wha-what do you mean by the last bit?"

Luka smirked at Marinette as he scooped her up, throwing her over his shoulder, "let's get going."

No one stood, so Luka took this opportunity to have some fun of his own; not once realizing that he was being followed by photographers. Walking towards a garden he put Marinette down on the ground, his body soon lowering to straddle hers. He allowed his finger to trace her jawline watching the red flood her cheeks.

"Now," Luka said lowly, "since we will be living together from now on, I need to tell you things about myself." His head lowered, lips trailing the collar bone feather-light while allowing his tongue to slide against the smooth warm skin that belonged to this innocent girl. "I have no control when I get horny," he bit her skin making her whimper in pain, "so we wouldn't want you to get yourself into something you can't get out of. Do we?"

Marinette had no idea why her body was responding so heavily to the man above her, but she didn't dislike it. In fact, she really liked it. A little too much if she was honest. Her pale hand wrapped themselves in his dark hair, the blue-dyed hair fell on the skin of her chest and neck, holding back a mewl of pleasure.

"N-no," she whimpered. Her thighs rubbed themselves together as if trying to stop the feeling she was feeling in her core, but it had the opposite effect.

She felt his knee place itself between her thighs, preventing her from rubbing them. One of her legs bent up and her knee brushed over his erection. Cupcakes, Marinette groaned, I really messed up.

Luka hissed, but he crashed his knee into her core. His eyes went wide, she was exceptionally warm down there. A smirk fell on his lips. "I suppose we don't have to worry about that, do we. You like what I am doing, don't you."

Blushing Marinette, looked over to see Adrien walking over, looking at a tablet as he walked. "G-get off..."

Adrien stood before them as he told them to come back into the mansion as his father wanted to make the interview longer. When they were back in the room, Marinette couldn't stop the fire she felt in her stomach and her face. Her body was practically vibrating, thoughts wouldn't leave her mind.

"So," Gabriel cleared his throat.

Natalie sighed at the awkward man, how did he get this far again. She took a step forward her eyes glued to the two other teens in the room. Luka was sat behind Marinette, who was standing awkwardly, "we want to discuss the type of shoots you would be doing."

"Sure," Marinette croaked.

Luka was enjoying himself, but he wasn't finished with her. He grabbed her by the hips to pull her in his lap making his favorite sound come out from her lips. His erection had gone for the most part, but he had experience with this type of situation and Marinette hadn't. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"Calm down," he said lightly, "take deep and slow breathes. Focus on this."

As if his words were magic Marinette was able to clear her head, as well as relax her body. She was so relaxed that she rested her body fully on Luka, somehow trusting that he wouldn't let anyone take her away from him.

"We want to do scenes for the couple shoots," Natalie spoke. "Instead of posing as Adrien does, you would be given a theme of clothing and you two would be in an area to best suit the clothing. Mister Agreste also asks that you get to know each other more."

"But wouldn't be best to keep each other from knowing too much about each other?"

Natalie smiled at Marinette who looked extremely tired.

"Well," she looked at Gabriel and Adrien.

It was Luka who spoke up again, "they are saying that we are now in a relationship, but they want it to look believable."

"Then," Marinette looked down into his eyes when she sat up, "maybe you should ask me to be your girlfriend?"

Rolling his eyes, "I don't do girlfriends."

"Then what do you do?"

"You."

Blushing Marinette fell back against his broad chest. What just happened? Suddenly, she remembered something very important.

"I can't leave my parents!"

"Why not," Adrien asked lightly. He knew teens would take the opportunity to leave home, himself included, so why wasn't she taking it.

"They tend to get very busy being the owners of the popular bakery. I am their only outside help, if I leave then they won't get anything done."

Luka glared at Marinette's head for a moment, "didn't you say that you usually end up late to school because your parents have you finish the workload they don't finish?"

"You remembered that," Marinette asked surprised.

Gabriel had a bad feeling about Mister Dupain and Misses Cheng. Were they neglecting their daughter? Was it possible that they are also beginning to use her unfairly, despite her being their child? He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"You'll have one more night to be in your old home," Gabriel said.

He looked at Natalie and gave her the faintest of nods.

R&R! I hope you all have a wonderful day/night where ever you are! -V