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Thirteen

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-28 01:11:36

JEREMIAH

The next afternoon, the stifling Los Angeles heat was baking the asphalt outside, but inside Talia’s cramped, messy manager’s office, the air conditioning was blasting at full capacity.

Sitting casually on the edge of Talia's cluttered wooden desk, I idly spun a black hockey puck on the worn surface. Talia ignored me entirely, aggressively typing on her silver laptop. A half-empty iced matcha latte was sweating heavily right next to her keyboard, leaving a pool of condensation on some
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  • Rejected by my team, Claimed by the Rival   Twenty Four

    ATHENAHe didn't stop. He sped up his fingers, pumping faster, adding a third finger now, stretching me wider, filling me deeper. The stretch bordered on pain, but it melted into pleasure, my walls clenching around his invading digits. He twisted his wrist, driving them in at a different angle, and I cried out, my nails raking down his back.His mouth left my nipple with a wet pop. He lifted his head, those dark eyes locked onto mine, his lips slick and swollen. "Look at me," he growled, his voice low and rough. I obeyed, meeting his gaze as his fingers continued their relentless rhythm inside me. He slowed, just slightly, letting me feel every inch of his invasion—the way his fingers spread, the way his knuckles dragged against my wet folds.I was trembling now. My thighs quivered, my stomach muscles clenching as that pressure built deep in my pelvis. His thumb circled my clit with lazy precision, smearing my slick arousal around the sensitive nub, not quite giving me enough pressure

  • Rejected by my team, Claimed by the Rival   Twenty Three

    ATHENAThe brutal midday heat radiated off the concrete pathways of the UCLA quad, thick and suffocating. Dodger blue skies provided zero shade, and the glare reflecting off the Wilshire Boulevard traffic made it nearly impossible to keep my eyes open. Dodging a group of frat guys aggressively launching a neon frisbee across the grass, I headed straight toward the student union, my backpack feeling like it was filled with lead.The relief of yesterday’s board victory felt distant, overshadowed by the lingering stares from students I passed. The fabricated strategy-theft article had been pulled down by *The Westmore Insider* at dawn, yet the toxic damage remained. I hadn't seen Luca directly, but the bitter taste in my mouth was his flavor.Suddenly, a phone screen flashed inches from my face.Chloe, the campus TikToker, slid into my path with a wide, fake grin that didn't reach her eyes. She moved like a predator closing in on wounded prey."Hey guys, I’m back with Athena Cole!" Chl

  • Rejected by my team, Claimed by the Rival   Twenty Two

    The harsh morning sun bled through the cheap horizontal blinds of my Westwood apartment, casting sharp, orange lines across the scuffed hardwood floor. I sat on the edge of the mattress wearing an oversized, faded UCLA vintage tee and a pair of gray boyshorts. My eyes locked onto a water stain on the far wall, tracking its edges instead of blinking.The front doorknob rattled violently. A second later, the deadbolt clicked. Tessa used her spare key, pushing into the apartment and letting the door slam shut behind her. She held her phone out in front of her chest like it was a live grenade ready to detonate."Tell me you haven't looked at X this morning," Tessa demanded, kicking off her sneakers. "Or TikTok. Or literally any platform.""I deleted the apps off my home screen at 3:00 AM," I said, dragging the heels of my hands hard against my temples. "Doomscrolling wasn't helping my heart rate."Tessa dropped onto the mattress beside me, the springs groaning under her weight. She angled

  • Rejected by my team, Claimed by the Rival   Twenty One

    AUTHOR’S POVThe Athletic Board Conference Room was devoid of warmth the next morning. Brutal, freezing air conditioning blasted from the ceiling vents. A massive, heavy mahogany table dominated the space, surrounded by an oppressive, suffocating silence.Athena sat rigidly in a heavy leather chair. She stared blankly at the five high-ranking board members sitting aggressively across the massive table. Director Hayes sat at the far end of the room, bathed in the warm, golden light filtering through the expensive window blinds. Directly next to her sat Board Member Davis. He was a balding, perpetually red-faced man who had been ruthlessly grilling Athena for twenty straight minutes.Davis flipped condescendingly through a freshly printed copy of the viral blog post. The paper rustled loudly in the quiet room."So, Miss Cole," Davis sneered, adjusting his glasses. "You expect this board to blindly believe that your sudden, miraculous ability to turn the absolute worst team in the divisio

  • Rejected by my team, Claimed by the Rival   Twenty

    AUTHOR’S POVBrutal midday heat radiated off the concrete pathways of the UCLA quad, thick and suffocating. Squinting against the glare reflecting off the nearby Wilshire Boulevard traffic, Athena adjusted the strap of her backpack. She ducked past a group of shirtless fraternity guys aggressively launching a neon frisbee across the grass and headed straight toward the student union.Near the campus fountain, a popular TikToker named Chloe held her phone high, filming street interviews. She currently had two sophomore girls backed against the brick rim of the water feature. One of the girls laughed so hard she bent forward, nearly flashing the camera as her thin crop top slipped dangerously low. Her friend immediately slapped a hand over her mouth, yanking the fabric back up into place while cackling wildly.Athena spotted an opening in the conversation. She stepped up to the edge of the group, attempting to act casual and participate in the joke."Honestly, the wind tunnel between t

  • Rejected by my team, Claimed by the Rival   Nineteen

    AUTHOR’S POV.Sienna walked quietly into the dark, expansive bedroom of Luca's luxury off-campus apartment. She held two delicate glasses of red wine, her manicured fingers gripping the thin crystal stems. She paused silently in the open doorway. The massive room was swallowed by shadows, lit only by the harsh, bluish glow of a laptop screen resting on a designer duvet.Luca sat rigidly on the very edge of the mattress. He wore expensive silk track pants, his posture tense and absorbed in the glowing monitor. He repeatedly tapped the left arrow key, aggressively rewinding a specific, grainy video clip.Sienna narrowed her eyes, squinting through the dim light to make out the pixels. She quickly realized it was amateur, fan-recorded footage of the Ashford Falcons’ opening game against UCLA. Luca was watching the exact moment the Ashford defense executed a flawless, highly aggressive trap maneuver."Are we seriously doing film review at eleven on a Tuesday?" Sienna asked, her tone fla

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