MasukMarion POV
Before I could understand what was going on, I was shoved hard and sent stumbling back. If it wasn't for Chase's driver who was trailing behind us carrying his hospital bag, I would have landed on the rough floor butt first. However, Chase was not so lucky. With my support gone, he stumbled and managed to stop himself...but that cost him stepping down with his injured leg. What followed was a painful groan that sent my mind into reset factory. I propped myself up before rushing to him and helping him stabilize his footing. " Jesus Christ are you okay?" I asked, panic clawing through me. Amidst the frown on his face, he gave me a reassuring smile...or at least that's what he intended to. Only that it did nothing to reassure me. If anything, it made me feel guilty. " I'm okay." He said only to hiss at the end. He was not okay. Of course he wasn't. Without thinking... which I didn't need at this point...I turned around and faced the culprit responsible for almost leaving me jobless. " What the hell is wrong with you? Do you understand the magnitude of your actions?" I snapped, anger, irritation and displeasure written all over my face. For a moment, I saw remorse on her face before it was replaced by a haughtiness I didn't need at the moment. " I should be asking you that. Why the fuck were you holding him like that? Do you want to seduce him? Are you worthy?" She snarled back. I almost scoffed at her ridiculous accusations. Me? Seduce Chase Hudson? Was I that idle and desperate in her eyes? " Are you out of your mind? I am his..." I started but Chase hissed, cutting me off. I turned to face him, my anger momentarily dissipating and my care giver mode activated. " Does it hurt anywhere?" I asked. However,instead of answering, Chase took the chance to pull me back in his arms, his hand wrapping around my waist. " Babe, my foot hurts. Can you help me inside?" He asked, pressing himself closer to me. The intimate closeness and the warmth radiating from him made my brain malfunction for a moment. But wait a damn minute...did he just call me babe? I was too stunned to speak, my mind racing and trying to catch up with the sudden turn of events. I didn't hear it wrong. Chase Hudson just called me so intimately? The woman in front of us looked like she was about to explode any minute now. Her face was flushed with anger and her hands clenched into fists at her sides. Before I could protest or push him away, Chase leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear. "Play along, Marion." he whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine. "Unless you want to deal with her every single day." He added. I wanted to push him away and tell him my job was to nurse him back to health and not play girlfriend to ward off whoever this person was. " I'm not playing games with you, Chase," I whispered back, trying to sound stern but failing miserably as my heart hammered against my ribs. " It's either this or you watch me inform Coach Williams that you were careless and put me in danger." He threatened. My anger doubled. He was threatening me. He was fucking threatening me with my job, a job that I couldn't afford to loose. " What did you say? She is your what?" The woman asked, seemingly ready to tear me into pieces if she got the wrong answer. " Daisy, meet Marion, my girlfriend." Chase announced with a smile on his face. He was practically pressing his body against mine, his hand snaking my waist possessively. Daisy's eyes widened in shock before she narrowed them at me, her expression full of disbelief and jealousy. " You're lying! This can't be true. You can't be dating her." She declared, her gaze raking over me with contempt. " I can't believe you would choose someone like her over me. Your family has already approved..." She started but Chase cut her off, annoyance written all over his face. " I don't care what my family approves of. I will only be with the woman I approve of and that happens to me Marion and not you." He announced, his voice cold and detached. " You should move on. I already told you, I don't love you and never will in this life." He added. The words sounded cruel...even for a rejection. I didn't pinpoint that though. It was not in my place to do that. " But..." Daisy started to protest, but Chase cut her off. " Leave, Daisy and don't come back. I don't want my woman getting a bad idea about us. Another thing, make sure what happened today never repeats itself or I won't let it go so easily." He warned, his voice firm and final. The woman shot me a venomous look before turning around and storming off. I watched her go, my mind still recovering from the sudden turn of events. " You can let go of me now." I said to Chase, trying to sound calm and collected despite the chaos inside me. Chase didn't release me immediately. Instead, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear. " Not so fast, Marion. She could be watching from a distance. I don't want to take any chances." He whispered, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and something else I couldn't quite place. " I am sure she has left." I snapped, trying to wriggle out of his grip but he held me tight, his fingers digging into my waist. " Stay still." He warned, his voice husky and I froze. I didn't dare to move until he detangled himself from me. "Let's go inside. I need to check on your leg." I said, my voice strained. I needed to put some distance between us, to regain my composure and focus on my job. Chase finally let go of me, but not before giving me a sly smile that made my stomach flip. " You were perfect." He commented as I led him inside his house. Between my confrontation with Daisy and Chase's declaration, the driver had disappeared in between, leaving only Chase and I. " Don't pull that stunt ever again. I don't appreciate it." I warned him. I was his caregiver and he was my patient... that was our only relationship and I was not ready to clear any misunderstanding involving personal relationships. " I mean it, Marion. Why don't we make it real? Be my girlfriend."Marion POV “ These are so good. You should make them more often. I'd be happy to flaunt them at school.” Lisa said, picking her third one.I snatched the plate from her.“ That's enough. Too much sugar isn't good for you.” Lisa rolled her eyes at me.“ You have your way of ruining it for me.” She snorted and I just laughed.“ Your sister cares about you.” Mabel said, coming to my defense.I watched them argue over how many she was allowed to have, amused by how easily Mabel had slipped into the role of an older sister.For the first time in weeks, everything felt…normal.There was no Chase to deal with, no threats from his crazy fan girls and no ugly breakup memories from that bastard.It was just me and my only family.Eventually, Lisa excused herself, claiming she had homework to catch up on despite being suspended.The moment she disappeared upstairs, Mabel turned to me."So..." She started and I could already tell I wasn't going to like the next conversation I narrowed my eyes.
When I opened the door to Mabel’s house, the scent of something baking hit me. It was strong and definitely enticing."Mabel, is the house on fire?" I asked jokingly, and I heard Mabel snort from the kitchen. "Shut up and come see my rolls."I kicked off my shoes in the hallway and followed the smell into the kitchen. Mabel was standing over the oven in an apron that said KISS THE COOK, with flour on her cheek and a look of pure concentration. "You're making cinnamon rolls," I said. The girl was a beast in the kitchen, but she really baked. Made me wonder why? "I'm making cinnamon rolls for Lisa. She's been down lately, so I'm cheering her up. Don't take it personally." She replied. Cheering her up? Is something wrong with her?" I asked Marbel, who shrugged. "There's nothing wrong with Lisa, but she has been down lately," she replied. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked Mabel, turning to her."Tell you what?""That she's been like this. That she's been down. You let me think everyt
It's been a week since the scandal hit the news. A week of me trying to move past the fact that many people were suddenly very interested in my personal life. Some, especially the female fans obsessed with Chase, have been extreme with their stupid threats. I had to deactivate my T*****r account because I was tired of waking up to countless threats from Chase's fans. Chase had most of the articles pulled down, just as he promised. That's the power of having money and influence I guess. I was still surprised that he did that just because I asked. He had never passed off as someone who liked being ordered around. Whatever it is that made him do it, I was still thankful. One thing I hadn’t gotten over was that his family had demanded, not requested, that I attend the next business dinner. I tried to say no, but Chase reminded me that it was part of the deal. Actually, it was the main reason he asked me to be his fake girlfriend. I was not ready for that, but Chase said there's n
Marion POV I was deep asleep when my phone started ringing insistently. I groaned and grabbed it, fully intending to turn it off. After what happened yesterday, I wasn't thrilled to meet Chase, even though I knew I couldn't avoid him for long. The name on the screen changed my mind. I swiped accept. "You'd better have something important to tell me, Mabel, or I swear I'm going..." I didn't get to finish my threat, because Mabel screamed. She literally screamed through the phone, and I had to push it away from my ear. "I've always known no man can resist you, but seriously, Marion? It's been a fucking week. And you didn't tell me? You didn't tell me you're Chase Hudson's girlfriend?" The words followed each other. She didn't even pause to breathe in between. "Where did you get that bullshit from?" I asked, a frown on my face. "Bullshit? It's all over the news, Marion. Every gossip page is talking about it." She replied. It took me a moment to process that information. "I'll
Marion POV Finn's smug smile stopped halfway, like someone had pulled the plug. He looked at Chase, then at me and back at Chase again. “ Girlfriend?” he repeated, clearly wearing a ‘ are you fucking me ‘ look on his face. Dare I say I was enjoying that look more than necessary? “ Is there an echo in here?” Chase rolled closer until his wheel almost touched my shoe. He was sitting down and somehow still looking down at Finn. Well at least, that's how I analysed the situation in my pov. To be honest, I had planned to be the one to say it. A smartass reply was my thing but Chase beat me to it. And…he was doing better at grilling Finn than I'd have. “ You're lying.” Finn flatly denied it and he wasn't looking at Chase when he said it. He was looking at me. “ Marion. Tell me he's lying.” He added, his voice almost sounding desperate. That was almost funny because he wanted me to make it easier for him…Easy for him to keep believing that I was unworthy of anything. “
Marion POV I had been a fool to listen to Chase..I was even more foolish to accept that proposal. Come with him to prove to Finn that I was better off without him? And using a man to prove that point? The man being Chase Hudson made everything ridiculous yet satisfying at the same time, especially that moment I walked in, pushing him in his wheelchair and the whole room went quiet, eyes turning to us. For a moment, my hands froze. Chase noticed that. “ You'd better not chicken out or give him the satisfaction of seeing you intimidated.” Chase whispered loud enough for just me to hear. “ Intimidated?” I scoffed. “ There's nothing to intimidate me in here.” I fired back, pretending to be more confident than I felt. “ Yeah, sure. Except that you're intimidated by the title of my girlfriend.” Chase countered. I opened my mouth to say something but stopped myself. Coach Williams was walking towards us, beaming. “ Miss Hartley, this is a pleasant surprise. I thought he wou







