The A-Lister's Thirst Trap: For My Eyes Only Chapter 1

There’s a guy on my feed who loves showing off his body.

He constantly posts mirror selfies flexing his muscles.

At first, I wondered which player was out here casting his net for hookups.

It was only later that I found out—his Private Story was visible to absolutely no one else.

It was for my eyes only.

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I swiped past another one of the thirst trap god’s posts.

As usual, it was a photo.

But this time, he switched up the vibe, giving off a modest, teasingly half-hidden energy.

His fingers were gripping the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up just enough to reveal his sharply defined abs. He wore a pair of gray sweatpants slung low on his hips, the drawstrings hanging naturally—one long, one short—stealing all of my attention with their messy asymmetry.

I stared at it for a while, my face silently flushing hot.

I couldn't even remember when we added each other on Snapchat. I just knew that for as long as I could remember, his stories had been filled with pictures exactly like this.

Abs, biceps, back muscles...

He posted a new one every few days, a relentless assault on my poor heartstrings.

I assumed he was a massive player, for three reasons:

First, he never showed his face.

Second, he knew exactly how to tease.

Third, he had absolutely zero modesty.

—I mean, what kind of decent, respectable man posts thirst traps like this on main?!

I initially just watched them with a "might as well look if it's free" mentality, but today, it actually got to my head.

Those gray sweatpants really did something to me.

My sleepiness vanished completely.

I swiped up on the photo and replied to his story: "Is it cold in your house? Why are you wearing so much today?"

After the message sent, he didn't reply.

I didn't know if he was too busy or just didn't want to.

I didn't take it to heart. Seeing that my lunch break was almost over, I quickly put my phone away to catch a quick nap.

I woke up to a massive commotion in the office.

My female coworkers were huddled in groups, clutching their phones and wailing, "I'm heartbroken! Heartbroken!"

Still half-asleep, I caught fragments of the conversation. It sounded like a major celebrity had just gone public with a relationship.

I grabbed my phone, opened Twitter to check the trending topics, and froze when I saw the names at the #1 spot.

#SiennaAndLiamHayes

The person who just went public was my best friend!

Fueled by the outrage of "How could she get a boyfriend and not tell me?!", I clicked on the hashtag. The video attached left me even more dumbfounded.

It was from a live talk show taping. The camera was pointed at each celebrity guest's phone on a table.

The game was for each guest to post a sad story to see who would be the first to get a comforting text.

Out of all the phones, the one on the far left lit up with a notification first.

It was Liam Hayes's phone.

The host eagerly tapped on the screen, hyping up the crowd: "Let's see who it is—"

His voice abruptly cut off. He stood there, frozen.

Because in the chat window, there was no comforting message. There was no sympathy at all.

Instead, there was a borderline-NSFW thirst trap photo, accompanied by a single line of text: "Is it cold in your house? Why are you wearing so much today?"

The video abruptly ended there.

The quality wasn't great—it was clearly leaked by someone in the live audience. But no matter how grainy it was, it didn't stop anyone from reading the details of the chat window.

The sender's profile picture matched the actress Sienna, and the contact name was saved as "Cece." This person had sent the A-list Oscar-winner Liam Hayes a never-before-seen private photo, along with an incredibly intimate, flirtatious—almost harassing—message!

Given that Sienna had once mentioned in an interview that her childhood nickname was "Cece," the internet collectively agreed that it was her.

And just like that, the "relationship" between Sienna and Liam Hayes exploded onto the trending charts.

I vigorously rubbed my cheeks, the shock so immense I thought I was still dreaming.

My chat with the thirst trap god was still sitting there.

With trembling fingers, I opened the app, and the exact same content assaulted my retinas.

I came to a terrifying, sobering realization—the thirst trap god who regularly posted muscle pics on my feed was none other than the A-list movie star, Liam Hayes.