LOGINWillow Knox never meant for anyone to read her private stories—especially not the ones about her stepbrother. But when star hockey player Kian Maddox finds her diary, everything changes. To protect her from being exposed, Kian tells the whole school she’s his girlfriend. Now, Willow has to fake-date the guy she can’t stand, help him pass his classes, and pretend her life isn’t falling apart. It started as a lie. But the more time they spend together, the harder it gets to tell what’s fake... and what’s not. Can a fake relationship built on secrets survive the truth?
View MoreWillow's POV My body tensed immediately. Kian looked at me.“Do you want me to send him away?”“Kiss me?” I told Kian.“Ok.” He lowered his lips to mine. The kiss turned into a full-blown make-out before we pulled apart for air. “Any problem? We are kind of busy here.” Kian asked, irritated.Their dumbfounded look was so iconic to watch.“Wow. You can't keep your hands off each other. Can you?” One of the teammates snickered.“Let's play a game. Truth or dare. Who's in?” “Me.” They'll cheer.The bottle turned to me, and it was Delaney's turn to ask me questions.“Truth or dare, Willow?” “Dare.”“I dare you to make out with Kian for ten minutes.” “Wooooo. That's hot.” Someone said“I… uhm.” Hell, I only had my first kiss in the last seventy-two hours, so how do I make out for ten minutes? I would orgasm right here. I don't even last like that when bringing myself off.“We'll do it.” Kian accepted the challenge, and his lips touched mine—soft at first but growing more hungry.I d
Willow's POV I pushed him off immediately, wiping my lips. “What was that for?” “I just saved you from another confrontation. You are welcome.” He said, tracing his tongue over his lips.“Whatever. I am leaving.”“What about the rules?” “They can wait.”“No, they can't. I'll be at your dorm later. Pick up your damn phone when I am called.” I rolled my eyes and didn't bother replying to him and walked to the door.***Kian freaking Maddox kept to his word and turned up at my dorm.“First rule. No random kissing unless it's necessary and in public…”“All those ones were necessary.”“No hugs, no touching—stay ten feet away from me unless people are watching, no sex, and lastly, no feelings, poster boy.” I wrote everything in my book.“Fine. But you'll also have to stick to my rules if I am sticking to yours.” I didn't know when I rolled my eyes—surprise that someone like him has rules.“And what are they?” “You would have to attend all my games. Wear my jersey to every game and als
Willow's POV “What? Are you trying to fuck with me right now?” Lucas looked between us, a look of disbelief settling on his face.“I wish. But Willow here is my girlfriend.” I was as dumbfounded as everyone in the room. “What? No. That's not possible.” Delaney looked like she was about to pass out.And my hunch is not far from the truth—which left a disgusting taste in my mouth, and my hatred for him tripled.“Willow. You hated him, didn't you? Or was it also part of your pretense?” Lucas looked hurt. And it's hurting me to see him like that. I couldn't stomach it and had to drop my eyes. I wished the world would go silent, leaving just the two of us.No, Kian. No, Delaney. So I could explain everything to him.But I know it's not possible.How can our life change in a short time? He'll never believe me anymore. “Willow, tell me it's a lie. Damn it.” Lucas's voice echoed across the room.But I couldn't say a word, or I'd risk exposing myself.“Hey. Hey. Now don't yell at my girlf
Willow's POV She poked my shoulder, still laughing, “How can I forget? You and your useless mother don't have the means to.” Lone tears slipped, but I just kept mute… didn't dare make any sound. I didn't want to provoke her further, knowing the consequences.The storage room became hot and suffocating as it finally dawned on me that another person who knew my secret, more than myself, was here, in this college.If I could get Kian to keep quiet and not say anything, Delaney would never, especially now that she has more reason to torment me. It was becoming harder for me to breathe, and I knew sooner, my panic attack would kick in.“Aww. Are you crying?” She dabbed my tears in her hand. “Don't cry. I have not even started with you.” Her well-manicured palm landed on my cheek, the force knocking me down.I couldn't help but relive that night, in senior year, when she caught me with my skirt and underwear down—two fingers going in and out of me, moaning Lucas's name so loud—I thought
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