Playing Pretend With The Mafia Hockey Star
Yara Quinn gave Jeriah Hart seven years of her life.
She loved him when he had nothing, fed him when he was broke and worked herself into exhaustion to help him reach his hockey dreams. Then the moment he signed a huge deal with Volkov Sports, Jeriah threw her away for billionaire heiress Talia Donovan and told her she was no longer enough.
As if heartbreak and crushing debt were not enough, Yara is evicted by her disgusting landlord and left with nowhere to go.
Then one terrible night changes everything.
On her way to pick up a key from her best friend, Yara witnesses hockey superstar Kieran Volkov murder a man in a luxury hotel parking lot—and records it on her phone.
Now the most dangerous athlete in New York wants her silence.
Kieran’s solution? Move her into his penthouse, fake-date her for six months, clean up his image and make the whole city believe the plus-size girl his teammate discarded is now the woman he wants.
It should have been just a deal.
But with jealous women attacking, mafia enemies circling, her cheating ex crawling back, and a leaked murder video threatening to destroy them all, Yara and Kieran quickly realize fake feelings are the least dangerous thing growing between them.
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Chapter: 005: GIRLFRIEND!!Kieran’s POVThe second the hotel girl disappeared around the corner, I stepped out from behind the wall.Yara Quinn startled so hard she nearly stumbled backward.Interesting.She hadn’t screamed.Most witnesses definitely would have, but she just stood there in that ruined dress, fists clenched at her sides, blue eyes too wide and too bright in her pale face.Terrified, humiliated and furious.I liked the furious part better.Behind me, Pavel, one of my guards, took one step forward.I lifted a hand without looking at him.He stopped.My gaze stayed on her.Yara Quinn. Jeriah Hart’s, our new recruit's, discarded ex. Law student.Broke, according to her friend.Homeless, according to her friend.Vulnerable...according to her friend.And currently in possession of a video that could become very inconvenient for me, for the entire family actually.She swallowed hard and took a step back. “Stay away from me.”My mouth almost twitched. Did she really think she has a choice here, talk mor
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Chapter: 004: KIERAN VOLKOVYara’s POVThe sound cracked through the night so sharply my entire body jerked.A gunshot? An actual one.My fingers loosened around the trash bag handles. One of the bags slumped sideways against my leg as cold swept through me all at once.No, no, no.This had to be a car backfiring.A firecracker.Anything else.But the silence that followed told me it wasn't.I swallowed hard and looked deeper into the private parking lot which was probably the most stupid thing to do.It was dim there. The further corner was darker, half-hidden behind a column and there, a man staggered into view.Or tried to.He was on his knees, one hand pressed against his side, the other dragging across the pavement as he crawled. His breathing sounded painful, like every inhale scraped his lungs raw.My stomach dropped.Blood glistened beneath him.I slapped a hand over my mouth to stop the gasp rising in my throat.Then another figure stepped forward from the shadows.Tall and broad.He moved with a terrif
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Chapter: 003: EVICTEDYara’s POVI stood there staring at the apartment door like if I looked hard enough, it would unlock itself.It didn’t.The brass knob had been changed.The deadbolt too.I noticed the black trash bags were stuffed with everything I owned.For a second, I just stood there.My ripped gown clung to my thighs. My mascara had dried sticky beneath my eyes. My chest still hurts from screaming Jeriah’s name.Now this.“Looking for something?”I turned sharply.Mr. Huxley, my landlord, leaned against the building wall with a smirk that made my skin crawl. He was in his mid-fifties with greasy hair and a wedding ring yet his eyes always lingered too long where they shouldn’t.My stomach twisted.“You changed the locks?” My voice came out hoarse. “Is there a problem?”He shrugged. “You’re behind on rent.”“I was three days late.”“Still late.”My throat tightened so badly I nearly couldn’t breathe.“You can’t do this. You can’t evict someone like this. There’s a legal process.”He laughed.“Sav
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Chapter: 002: "THING", ME?Yara’s POVDid he really just say that to me?Whispers started in the crowd, then widespread laughter.Talia’s poisonous smile was the worst of it. Perfect red lips curved up like she’d just won a prize. She had. Me. My life. My man.I couldn’t move. Couldn’t blink. I just stood there while three hundred people watched Jeriah Hart dissect me on a stage.He wasn’t done."You want to know what my problem is?" He looked around the room then back at me. "This. This is my problem. Seven years and every single time I had something important, you would show up and do exactly this.""Jeriah...""I'm talking here, shut up!! Seven years I walked into rooms with you and watched people's faces twist with disgust. For seven years I made excuses. Seven years I apologized for bringing you places." He shook his head. "I was embarrassed. Every single time.""You never said that to me," I said, pathetically. "Not once.""Because I felt sorry for you."I heard someone near the front laugh. "Felt sorry
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Chapter: 001: HAVE YOU NO SHAME?!Yara's POV I should have known something was wrong when I didn't see my name on the guest list.Jeriah hadn't told me about the press conference. I found out the same way everyone else did. A notification on my phone that morning. Volkov Sports signing ceremony. Jeriah Hart officially joining the team. Red carpet. Cameras. The whole thing.I even had to show the security guards multiple photos of us together before he finally let me in.Seven years together and he forgot to mention it.I told myself he was probably nervous. That he had a lot going on. That I would show up, surprise him, and he would pull me close in front of the cameras and say something about how I was the reason he made it this far.That was my whole thought on the train over.The venue was packed when I arrived. Suits and cameras everywhere. Sports journalists with microphones. Volkov Sports banners hanging from every wall. The kind of event filled with people who had never struggled a day in their lives.I spotte
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