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#Chapter 13: The Proposal
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The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love #Chapter 13: The Proposal
Taylor POVThe words fall from his lips like they're carved in stone, smooth and deliberate."What?" I can't believe what I heard."I need a commoner girlfriend," Aiden says, as if he is reading a line from a business plan. "Someone grounded, someone the media won't tear apart.""Someone who will stand by me while I clean up my reputation." His eyes flicker cool and unreadable.Sunlight streams through the tall windows, spilling across his desk and catching on the polished wood.He sits there with effortless command, one arm resting casually on the chair's armrest and the other draped across the desk as if it belongs to him. And maybe it does.The way the light skims over his jaw, over the faint stubble shadowing his skin, makes him look maddeningly composed, kinda attractive.My gaze lingers a bit longer than it should. Heat stirs low in my stomach before I shake my head sharply."In exchange, Taylor," he says, voice smooth and deliberate, "I can give you anything you want—money, fam
The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love #Chapter 12: Fired
Taylor POVAttached are images. I scroll, my heart hammering. Photos of Alex, a former teammate—jersey faded, eyes hollow. The caption screams accusations of discrimination.Another picture shows Aiden with a woman—blonde, polished, her lips brushing his jaw. The timestamp places it during his marriage. More claims: emotional abuse, gaslighting.And then— My breath snags. A photo of Ella's arm. Purple bruises ring her skin like shackles.Her caption: This is what Aiden did to me whenever he was drunk.My stomach twists, bile clawing up my throat. The screen trembles in my hands as I scroll faster, every new image heavier than the last.The air around me feels too thin, like the bus has collapsed into a coffin."No…" The word rasps from my throat, fragile and small. "This can't…"Suddenly, the phone is ripped from my hands.Aiden towers over me, his jaw carved from stone, his eyes like storm clouds."Stop looking at that," he snaps, his voice sharp enough to cut. "It's all lies."The w
The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love #Chapter 11: Truth Unraveled
Taylor POVDylan's name slips from my lips before I can stop it.The sound is barely more than a breath, but the silence that follows makes it echo. Heads turn, one after another, like a row of dominoes tipping over.The players nearest me blink the hardness as sweat dripping from their temples, jerseys clinging damp to their backs. Their confusion hardens into something sharper, more of like curiosity or suspicion—as if they've just stumbled onto a secret I never meant to spill.The silence between us is growing so heavy and stretched like a rope about to snap.The smell of liniment and damp turf fills my nose, thick and suffocating. My throat works once, dry and scratchy. Heat floods my cheeks, crawling up my neck until even my ears burn."It's Dylan…" I hear my own voice falter before I force the words out. "He's my ex."The confession scrapes my tongue raw. It's like I've bitten down too hard on the inside of my cheek, giving me a bitter, metallic taste.A murmur ripples through t
The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love #Chapter 10: Victory & Betrayal
Taylor POVFor a second, I almost feel relief—justice for the hit Dylan delivered—but then my gaze shifts back to Aiden sprawled on the turf.Something doesn't add up. From where I'm standing, I catch the subtle tension of his body.His core remains tight, his shoulders anchored, the kind of posture that protects instead of collapses. If he were truly injured, his frame would have folded, muscles giving way. But they don't.He's holding himself in control. He's faking.A mix of anger and wonder runs through me as I watch Aiden use Dylan's mistake to his advantage.Aiden proves his strategic nature by using Dylan's foul as his own attacking opportunity. I hold my clipboard against my ribs while I kneel next to him before speaking in a voice that I try to keep low. "You're fine," I murmur, softer than I mean to.Compassion sneaks through, the part of me that can't help but care. "That's a healer's heart talking, not a fool's eyes."For the briefest moment something flickers in his gray
The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love #Chapter 9: The Trap Set
Taylor POVThe long halftime break feels like an endless pause between two storms which will soon unleash their fury.The tunnel walls continue to vibrate from the crowd noise while I walk toward the locker room.I enter the locker room with my clipboard against my body to find Aiden and his teammates resting on benches while their sweat-drenched shoulders glistening and their water bottles release a steady stream of water.He sits alone with his elbows resting on his knees while his head remains lowered as if the entire weight of the fields is resting in his hands. Now or never. I force my legs to move.The air feels thicker around him, heavy like static, making every nerve in me go tight."Hey, Aiden," I say, my voice steadier than I feel. "I want to talk to you. About Ella."His lift his head, staring at me with those gray eyes narrowing, though his expression stays unreadable."What about her?" His tone is flat, as if he doesn't care, but the flicker in his gaze betrays him.He ca
The Billionaire Jock's Game of Love #Chapter 8: The Accusation
Taylor POVThe air feels thick between us.I open my mouth to thank Aiden—for stepping in, for pulling Dylan off me, but the words freeze when I catch the look on his face.His mouth curves in something that is not a smile. It's a sneer."Looks like I missed quite the show," he says, eyes flicking from Dylan to me and back again. "My employee here, spying for my opponent?"The accusation stings worse than Dylan's grip had.My chest tightens as the echo of Aiden's words digging deep. An employee spying.It's not a question—it's a judgment.Dylan blinks, confusion flashing across his face. "Wait, what? You're working for him now?" His eyes dart between us, disbelief cracking through his arrogance. "Seriously?"Aiden doesn't answer. He doesn't have to. His silence confirms it.I keep my arms folded while my stomach churns with discomfort.Dylan's jaw slackens for a beat before he snaps it shut, before he regains control to speak."Look, Aiden" he says quickly, voice shifting to somethin
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