บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Basketball Alpha!: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Paxton's POV The Lambo rolled to a smooth stop in front of the mansion, and I slid out, shoving my hands into my pockets. The maids were already lined up, heads bowed as I walked past them. "Good day, sir!" they chimed in unison, but I didn’t bother to acknowledge them. My mind was somewhere else. Just as I reached the staircase, I felt something cold and sticky dribble onto my chest. I glanced down to see orange juice staining my uniform. “You idiot!” I roared, turning to the maid who had spilled the drink. Her face went pale as she dropped to her knees, trembling. “Are you blind? You’re fired!” “I’m so sorry, sir! Please, it was an accident—” she pleaded, but I was already walking away, the anger bubbling up inside me. **I don’t have time for this.** I reached the sitting room and found my mom pacing. I barely had a chance to greet her before she started in on me. “Paxton, I want you to reject her! That girl... Hailey or whatever her name is, she’s not worth it! You need to be

Hailey's POV I hurried into the hospital with Mia and Jessy trailing behind. My heart was pounding in my chest. The moment I stepped up to the nurse's desk, I blurted out, "Please, where’s Mrs. Edmond admitted?" "Room 300," she said, barely glancing up. My hands were trembling as I opened the door. The sight of my mom, lying pale on the bed with oxygen tubes strapped to her face, hit me like a punch in the gut. Tears immediately welled up in my eyes. My dad rushed to me, and I clung to him, burying my face in his shoulder. Mia and Jessy, standing quietly behind me, spoke softly. "We’re sorry for this, sir." My dad nodded weakly. “It’s okay, thank you for coming.” I turned back toward my mom, her frail hand resting on the blanket. My chest tightened. How had I not known? How had they kept this from me? I approached her, my voice shaky. "Mom, please... don’t leave me. Stay with us." I squeezed her hand gently, barely able to hold back my sobs. Her eyes fluttered open. She was so

Hailey's POV Paxton’s sleek black car pulled up in front of the most luxurious restaurant in the city, and my stomach churned as I stepped out. The restaurant's grand entrance glowed warmly against the darkening sky, its golden lights and immaculate glass doors. I wasn’t sure why Paxton had brought me here for *this talk* he kept hinting about, but the anxious feeling in my chest told me it wasn’t going to be anything simple. We were seated at a table near the window, where the city’s lights sparkled in the background, but I tried to calm my nerves. The waiter came by to take our orders, and I could barely look him in the eye. My fingers fidgeted with the edge of my napkin, but I couldn’t focus on anything. Paxton was quiet, his face unreadable. The silence between us felt thick, almost suffocating, like we were standing on opposite sides of a cliff, waiting to see who would jump first. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Ugh… so…” I mumbled, hoping he’d take the hint to start ta

Hailey POV This chapter is strictly Rated 18+! “Mmhmm.” Paxton sits back in his chair and looks at me. “And you're wearing a lingerie.” I glance down at my clothes. “It’s meant nothing, just an underwear.” “Is it?” He moves, fast as a snake, and grabs the bottom of the bed, dragging me to the corner of the table, until my knees bump into his legs under the table and our chairs almost touch. He casually shifts to flip up my skirt, displaying my white panties. “Doesn’t look like you’re wearing a lingerie right now.” My skin heats and I nibble my bottom lip. “That’s because I’m not.” “Spread your legs.” I force myself to hesitate even though I want to do exactly as he commands. “Paxton,” I murmur. “We shouldn’t.” He looks over my shoulder in the direction of my phon and switched it off, understanding flashing across his handsome features. “I just want to look, Hailey that's all.” I move haltingly, bracing my hands on the chair behind me and slowly spreading my thighs. It takes a l

Hailey's POV As soon as I got home, I slammed the door behind me, my heart still racing from everything that had just happened. **Oh, Hailey!** I mentally scolded myself. **You swore you wouldn’t have sex with him again, yet here you are—again.** The memory of Paxton’s touch lingered, sending a shiver down my spine, and I groaned inwardly. Jessy poked her head around the corner, a bright smile on her face. “Here, I made chicken sauce and rice for us,” she said, offering me a plate. Her enthusiasm contrasted sharply with the chaos swirling in my mind. “Thanks,” I muttered, taking the plate without much thought. “So,” Mia said, her voice rising with curiosity, “how did the plan go?” Her eyes sparkled as she leaned in, clearly expecting some grand revelation. I forced a smile, trying to play it cool. “It went well... nothing much.” My words felt flat, but I didn’t want them to know how rattled I really was. I hurriedly finished my food, barely tasting it. My mind was still back at P