The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend
The Hockey Captain's Fake Girlfriend
Luca De Santis is the golden boy of Northridge University the charismatic hockey captain with a promising professional future. But when a violent on ice incident goes viral, his perfect life begins to fall apart. To save his scholarship and his career, he's forced into a fake relationship for a hit college reality show.
The last person he expects to play his girlfriend is Isabella Rossi.
Brilliant, stubborn, and determined to avoid arrogant athletes, Isabella has no interest in helping the campus heartthrob fix his reputation. But the scholarship offered by the show could change her life, so she reluctantly agrees.
The rules are simple: smile for the cameras, hold hands in public, steal convincing kisses, and never let their hearts get involved.
What begins as a carefully scripted romance soon turns dangerously real. As jealous exes, hidden secrets, and relentless media attention threaten to tear them apart, Luca and Isabella discover that the hardest role to play isn't pretending to be in love it's pretending they're not.
In a world where every kiss is meant to fool the audience, can two guarded hearts find a love that's real enough to survive the spotlight?
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Chapter: Chapter 23 — Twenty Minutes of FootageLuca“Absolutely not,” Luca said, reading the text over Isabella’s shoulder, his exhaustion burning off instantly into something sharper. “He’s not getting anywhere near you. Not after tonight.”“He fabricated evidence against Marco, got fired for it, and now he wants to meet me alone in a parking lot at five in the morning.” Isabella’s thumb hovered over the screen, torn. “This has ‘trap’ written all over it.”“So we don’t go.”“Or,” Isabella said slowly, “we go together, in public, somewhere with actual witnesses, and find out what he actually knows before some anonymous story about my mom’s financial situation goes live and destroys everything Suarez fixed six hours ago.” She looked up at him. “If there’s a real threat to the hardship fund, I’d rather know about it from Trent than read about it in a headline.”Luca hated that she was right. “Fine. But we tell Suarez first, and we meet him somewhere with cameras of our own. If he wants to play games, we make sure there’s a record of
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 22 — BloodworkIsabellaThe doctor’s office was small, cramped, the kind of room designed for delivering exactly this sort of conversation quiet, private, close enough to hold someone’s hand if they needed it.“Nico’s stable,” Dr. Amara said, sliding into the chair across from them, tablet balanced on her knee. “The fainting episode was triggered by significantly low blood sugar, likely compounded by skipped meals over an extended period. But the bloodwork also flagged something we want to look into more closely his glucose levels have been unusually erratic even accounting for the fasting, which sometimes points to something underlying rather than purely nutritional.”Elena’s hand tightened around Isabella’s. “Underlying like what?”“We won’t know for certain until we run additional tests, which I’d like to schedule for early next week, once he’s stabilized and eating regularly again.” Dr. Amara’s voice was calm, measured, careful not to alarm without cause. “For tonight, the most important thing i
Last Updated: 2026-08-31
Chapter: Three Hours AwayIsabellaEverything after that call happened in fragments Luca already sliding off the tailgate, already pulling out his own phone; Beckett appearing from somewhere with car keys in hand before Isabella had even finished explaining; the diner’s neon sign blurring past the truck window as they pulled out of the lot faster than she’d ever seen Beckett drive.“It’s three hours,” Isabella said, phone gripped so tight her knuckles had gone white. “Three hours to get home, and I don’t even know what’s wrong yet, my mom just said he collapsed and they don’t know why”“Hey.” Luca’s hand found hers in the back seat, steady, grounding. “Breathe. We’re going to be there as fast as we can.”“You don’t have to come.” She said it automatically, the same reflex that had made her insist she didn’t need his jacket at the boathouse, didn’t need his help with the stipend, didn’t need anyone’s help with anything if she could possibly avoid it. “You have practice tomorrow, you have the show, you have”“Is
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 20 — AfterLucaIsabella didn’t check her phone again until they were sitting on the tailgate of Beckett’s truck outside Levi’s Diner, milkshakes forgotten and melting between them, the adrenaline of the night finally starting to ebb into something closer to bone-deep exhaustion.“You’re quiet,” Luca said, nudging her shoulder with his. “That’s new for you.”“I’m processing.” She turned her phone over in her hands without unlocking it. “Twelve hours ago I was grading Gatsby essays. Now I’m apparently in a real relationship, defending a hardship fund, and somehow the most normal part of my night was finding out my fake boyfriend’s rival has a conscience.”“When you put it like that, it does sound like a lot.”“It’s a lot.” But she was smiling when she said it, small and disbelieving, and Luca found himself watching the curve of her mouth instead of the diner lights reflecting off the truck’s windshield. “I keep waiting to feel regret. About tonight. About saying what I said on camera. It hasn’t c
Last Updated: 2026-08-04
Chapter: Chapter 19 — Conflict of InterestIsabellaIsabella read the email a third time, hoping the words might rearrange themselves into something less catastrophic. They didn’t.“They’re freezing my stipend,” she said, voice flatter than she meant it to be, shock working its way through her slower than it should have. “Because of tonight. Because of” she gestured vaguely between them, throat tightening “this. Us. Whatever we are now.”Luca took the phone gently from her hand and read it himself, jaw tightening with every line. “This is insane. You didn’t do anything wrong. You told the truth on camera.”“I told the truth about being in a real relationship with the person whose scholarship narrative I was hired to support.” Isabella pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes, exhaustion and panic tangling together until she could barely separate them. “That’s exactly the kind of thing that reads as a conflict of interest to a financial aid office that doesn’t care about nuance. They’re going to say I compromised the int
Last Updated: 2026-08-03
Chapter: Chapter 18 — The DecisionIsabellaSuarez lowered the phone slowly, and the pause before she spoke stretched long enough that Isabella felt Luca’s grip on her hand tighten.“The conference has suspended Dominic Hale for the remainder of the season, pending a full investigation into Coach Holloway’s conduct,” Suarez said. “Holloway’s been placed on administrative leave, effective immediately, and Ashford’s athletic director has issued a formal retraction of tonight’s video and their disciplinary request.” A breath. “Luca, you’re fully cleared. No suspension, no hearing. Your record stands clean.”The room seemed to collectively remember how to breathe. Beckett let out a whoop loud enough to startle the production crew still packing up equipment nearby, and Marco steady Marco, who’d spent the entire night trembling put his face in his hands and cried, quiet and overwhelmed, relief finally breaking through months of fear.Luca didn’t move for a second, like the news needed time to land somewhere real. Then he tur
Last Updated: 2026-08-01
MARRIED TO MY ENEMY’S SON
Selina Okoye never expected to find herself standing at the altar of the Bellington family chapel, dressed in white, preparing to marry the son of the man who destroyed everything she held dear. Forced into a marriage she didn’t choose, Selina enters the Bellington world with one goal: survive, protect what’s left of her family, and leave the moment she can.
Determined to never forgive the Bellingtons, Selina plans to endure the marriage for the sake of her family’s survival and leave when the time is right. But Adrian is nothing like his father. And as cracks form in her hate, feelings she thought were impossible begin to grow. Just when trust begins to bloom, Selina uncovers a dark family secret one that threatens to break everything they’ve started to build. Can two enemies turned strangers find love in a marriage built on pain? Or will the past destroy their future before it even begins? 
This is a billionaire enemies-to-lovers romance soaked in tension, betrayal, and the slow, aching burn of two people who were never supposed to fall for each other but do anyway. For fans of dark romance, forced marriage tropes, and slow-burn emotional tension, Married to My Enemy’s Son delivers heartache and heat in equal measure.
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Chapter: Chapter 75 — The SenatorsThe client list consequences arrived across ten days.Not all at once that was not how these things worked. Selina had understood this from the beginning, from the years of watching her father’s case move through its own machinery, from the particular education in institutional time that grief had provided. Systems moved slowly. They moved with the particular deliberateness of large things that could not afford to be wrong and therefore could not afford to be fast.But they moved.The first consequence came on a Monday. Senator William Harte of Connecticut a seventeen-year incumbent, a member of the Senate Finance Committee, a man whose name appeared in the Geneva network’s client records in connection with two transactions in 2014 announced that he would not be seeking re-election at the end of his current term. The statement cited health reasons. It was the particular careful language of a man who had received a phone call from his lawyer over the weekend and had spent Sunday night
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 74 — ConstanceThe news came on a Saturday afternoon.Not from the DOJ. Not from Dana Reeves. From a single line in a wire service alert that appeared on Adrian’s phone while we were eating lunch at the kitchen counter, Emmanuel in his chair between us, working through the serious business of examining his own fingers, entirely unaware of what was happening above his head.Adrian read the alert. Set his phone down. Looked at me.“They found her,” he said.I set down my fork.Constance Vail had been located in Geneva. Not in hiding or not exactly. She had been at her apartment, which was registered under a name connected to one of the dissolved Geneva firm entities that Brennan’s documentation had identified. She had apparently made no attempt to leave the country, which had surprised the investigators and which I found, when I thought about it, not surprising at all.Constance Vail was not the kind of person who ran.Running was for people who had not planned sufficiently. Constance had planned for
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 73 — The Morning After the StoryI woke up at six.Not from anything specific……no sound, no dream, no particular thought pressing through sleep. Simply the particular wakefulness of a body that had been running on urgency for three days and had slept its necessary hours and was now, in the first quiet morning after everything, simply awake.Adrian was beside me. Still sleeping, which was unusual enough that I noticed it without moving. He slept deeply when he slept, which was rare, and today his face had the particular quality of a man whose body had finally collected a debt that had been accumulating across a very long week.I lay still for a while. Listened to the apartment.Emmanuel, through the monitor, breathing steadily. The city below the window beginning its Friday morning the first sounds of traffic, a distant siren, the ambient hum of a place that did not pause for anyone’s significant night. The penthouse was warm and quiet and entirely itself.I got up. Went to the kitchen. Made coffee.Stood at the count
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 72 — Adrian and DianaDiana was awake when we got back to the penthouse.I had expected her to still be sleeping fourteen hours was what she had needed, what she had taken, and I had assumed the evening would find her still in the guest room with the door closed and the particular quality of someone who had earned their rest and was taking it without apology.Instead she was in the kitchen.She had made tea the strong, dark blend, which she had learned from my mother at some point in the past months and had adopted without comment. She was sitting at the counter with her cup and the particular composed stillness of a woman who had slept enough and was now ready for the conversation she had been postponing.She looked up when we came in.At Adrian specifically. The particular look not assessing, not managing. Simply open. The most open I had seen her outside of the hospital room with Emmanuel.“Sit down,” she said. To him. Quietly.I took Emmanuel to the nursery. I did not ask whether I should give them pri
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
Chapter: Chapter 71 — The AfternoonWe went home at three.The penthouse received us the way it always did the skyline in the windows, the kitchen counter, the particular quality of a space that had become genuinely inhabited over the past two years. The listening devices had been removed by the security team the previous evening. The rooms felt different without them not because anything visible had changed, but because the knowledge that they were gone changed the quality of being there. The rooms were simply ours again. Private in the way they were supposed to be.Diana was asleep in the guest room. The door was closed. We moved quietly past it.I went to the nursery.Emmanuel was awake. Mrs. Harrington, the nurse, was sitting in the rocking chair reading she looked up when I came in with the warm, professional ease of a woman who had been doing this for twenty years and had learned to read the quality of returning parents accurately.“He’s been fed,” she said. “Changed. He had a good morning.”“Thank you,” I said. “
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
Chapter: Chapter 70 — Osei and NadiaWe left the apartment at two in the afternoon.Not all at once the particular dispersal of people who have been through something together and are returning, carefully, to their separate lives. Brennan left first, with Dana, to meet with the DOJ contacts she had been cultivating for two years and who had called at twelve-fifty requesting an urgent meeting. Diana left with Marcus…Adrian had insisted, and she had accepted without the argument she might have made on any other day, which told me how tired she was. She would sleep at the penthouse and we would talk properly in the evening.Osei stayed.He sat at the table after the others had gone with the particular stillness of a man who had somewhere to be and was not yet ready to go there. I understood what it was. He had been carrying a phone number in his wallet for three months, Nadia’s last known number, the one that had stopped being answered in March. He had looked at it every day and had not called.Today he was going to call.I
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
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