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Chapter 8: The Debt Collector
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2026-04-27 19:13:50
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ELENA'S POV "Is this the part where you tell me the truth, or are we just going to keep pretending you aren't the villain of this story?"Noah leaned against the doorframe of his penthouse, his silhouette cutting a jagged line against the warm light of the hallway. He didn't move to let me in. He just stood there, a bottle of water dangling from one hand, looking at me with an expression that sat somewhere between boredom and a deep, simmering hunger."The truth is a heavy thing to carry, Elena," he said, his voice dropping into that low, gravelly register that always made my pulse skip. "Usually, people only want the version that lets them sleep at night."He stepped back, finally giving me enough room to slip past him. The apartment felt different than it had during the team dinner. Without the noise of the guys, it was a cavern of glass and expensive shadows and felt like a trap. I walked toward the living area, my heels clicking far too loudly against the polished floor. I sat on
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The Girl He Never Knew Chapter 8: The Debt Collector
NOAH’S POVThe Ridgewood Court felt like a tomb after a loss. The air was heavy with the echo of the crowd’s roar and the tang of sweat that had long since cooled. My knees were screaming, a dull throbbing reminder of the forty minutes I’d spent being hammered in the court but the ache in my joints was nothing compared to the irritation clawing at my chest.I knew exactly where she’d be. Elena Voss was nothing if not predictable in her ambition. I pushed open the door to the media booth. It was a glass-walled cage suspended above the court, and right now, it held the only person on this campus who had the power to make my blood boil and cock twitch by simply existing.She was hunched over a laptop and her fingers flying across the keys. She didn't look up when I entered or even flinch."The press conference ended twenty minutes ago, Voss," I said, leaning my shoulder against the doorframe. My voice was still rough from barking plays on the court. "Your colleagues are already halfway t
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NOAH'S POV Practice was usually the only thing that could kill the noise in my head. The basketball court was a kingdom of logic: if you put in the work, you got the result. If you hit the apex of your jump, the shot was yours. The ball slapped against my palm as I drove past Marcus. I pivoted, my sneakers screaming against the hardwood, and sank the jumper without a second thought. The echo of the ball hitting the floor rippled through the rafters, filling me with a hollow satisfaction. Behind me, Coach was barking defensive rotations and Jax was laughing about some brainless stunt he’d pulled over the weekend. Then the heavy double doors at the far end of the court groaned open and the ball slipped from my fingers before rolling toward the bleachers. I didn't need to turn around, the very air in the gym seemed to thin and I knew the way the atmosphere curdled whenever she was near. Elena Voss stepped onto the court like she owned every square inch of the hardwood and wasn't afrai
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