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Chapter 11 — Twenty Minutes

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Luca

Suarez picked up on the second ring, and Luca didn’t waste time on pleasantries.

“Trent leaked unedited footage to the network. It airs in twenty minutes. Marco’s name is on it.”

“He did what.” For the first time since Luca had known her, Marlene Suarez’s voice actually cracked with something like panic. “Give me five minutes. Don’t let anyone post anything, don’t let Marco talk to press, and for God’s sake keep Isabella off social media until I call you back.”

The line went dead. Luca tur
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  • The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend    Chapter 15 — What She Said On Camera

    LucaIsabella took the seat beside him like she belonged there which, Luca realized somewhere in the back of his scrambled mind, she did, contract or no contract, cameras or no cameras.“Isabella,” Renata said, gentler now, “you and Luca’s relationship became public in the middle of an already difficult story. Some viewers have questioned whether it’s genuine, or whether it’s for lack of a better phrase a PR strategy. What would you say to that?”Isabella’s hands were folded in her lap, steady despite everything. Luca watched her take a breath, watched her decide something before she spoke.“I’d say people are allowed to question it,” she said. “I questioned it too, at the start. I walked into an athletics office three months ago absolutely certain I was being handed a business arrangement, and I was right that’s exactly what it was, at first.” She glanced sideways at Luca, something soft and unguarded slipping through the careful composure. “But somewhere between then and tonight, I

  • The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend    Chapter 14 — Live

    IsabellaThe red light blinked on, and there was no time left to call anyone back.Isabella watched from just off camera, close enough to catch Luca’s eye if he needed her, close enough to see the exact second his shoulders squared themselves into the posture she was starting to recognize as captain mode the same stillness he probably wore stepping onto the ice before a championship game.“Thank you for joining us,” the interviewer said, a calm, practiced woman named Renata Cole whom Suarez had vouched for personally. “Luca, there’s a lot the public doesn’t know about the incident that made you a national headline. Tonight, you and Marco Ibarra are here to change that. Where do you want to start?”Luca didn’t hesitate. “With an apology. Not for the check I’d make that decision again tomorrow. But for staying silent for as long as I did, because my silence let people believe the worst about a teammate who’d already been hurt enough.”Beside him, Marco’s hands were white-knuckled in his

  • The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend    Chapter 13 — His Version

    LucaThe studio lights felt suddenly very far away. Luca gripped the phone tighter, aware of Isabella watching him from across the room, her expression sharpening as she read something wrong in his face before he’d said a word.“There’s no footage of Marco being the aggressor,” Luca said, low, careful, aware of the producer still hovering a few feet away. “Because it never happened.”“Doesn’t have to have happened,” Hale said, unbothered. “Just has to look like it did. You’d be amazed what a good editor can do with enough angles and a rival program desperate enough to fund it. My father’s been sitting on this for weeks, waiting to see if you’d actually go public tonight. Congratulations. You just gave him his cue.”“Why are you calling me?”A pause, long enough that Luca almost thought the line had dropped. “Because I didn’t ask him to do this,” Hale said, and something in his voice shifted quieter, less certain, closer to the eighteen-year-old kid who’d once been Luca’s rival on the

  • The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend    Chapter 12 — Letterhead

    IsabellaThe statement was worse in full than the headline suggested. Isabella read it twice over Beckett’s shoulder, the too-formal language doing nothing to soften the accusation underneath it that Luca had committed unprovoked assault, that Ashford intended to pursue a full disciplinary hearing, that they were “confident the conference will act decisively to protect student-athlete safety.”Not one word about Dominic Hale’s stick connecting with Marco’s knee three times in one period. Not one word about Coach Holloway.“They’re moving first,” Luca said, jaw tight, staring at the screen like he could set it on fire through sheer will. “Before we can even get the interview out. If the disciplinary hearing gets scheduled before the truth about Holloway is public, it doesn’t matter what evidence Marco has the conference will see a formal complaint from Ashford and an unverified rumor from us.”“Then we don’t let it get scheduled first.” Isabella’s mind was already racing three steps ah

  • The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend    Chapter 11 — Twenty Minutes

    LucaSuarez picked up on the second ring, and Luca didn’t waste time on pleasantries.“Trent leaked unedited footage to the network. It airs in twenty minutes. Marco’s name is on it.”“He did what.” For the first time since Luca had known her, Marlene Suarez’s voice actually cracked with something like panic. “Give me five minutes. Don’t let anyone post anything, don’t let Marco talk to press, and for God’s sake keep Isabella off social media until I call you back.”The line went dead. Luca turned to find Isabella already ignoring that last instruction, thumb flying across her phone screen, typing something to Priya with the focused fury of a woman assembling a legal defense in real time.“What are you doing?”“Buying us time.” She didn’t look up. “I’m telling Priya to get every English department group chat, every honors college listserv, every account she has access to primed to flood the comments the second this airs, calling out the editing the moment it happens. If Trent’s going

  • The Hockey Captain’s Fake Girlfriend    Chapter 10 — Backup Footage

    Isabella The email was already sitting in Isabella’s inbox by the time she got the text forwarded from Luca’s phone, subject line stripped of any pretense: RAW FOOTAGE BOATHOUSE DO NOT DISTRIBUTE (LEAKED). She didn’t open it. Not yet. She sat on the boathouse steps with her knees pulled up, phone glowing in her hands, Luca pacing a tight, furious line a few feet away while Marco packed up his laptop with shaking hands. “If that footage gets out before Harrelson can take the evidence to the conference office,” Luca said, “it doesn’t matter that Holloway’s guilty. It’ll look like we staged the whole thing the reveal, the timing, all of it. Trent will spin it into exactly the kind of chaos that sells.” “Then we get ahead of it.” Isabella made herself breathe, made herself think past the sick lurch in her stomach. “We don’t let the network release it as some big surprise twist. We take it to Harrelson first, tonight, attached to Marco’s evidence, so it’s part of the real story inst

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