Alle Kapitel von Falling for the Enemy : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

It was too quiet.I stared at the ceiling in my room, the soft hum of the streetlights outside barely filtering through the thin curtains. My mind was racing, unable to settle on anything but the drive home with Luca earlier that evening. The way he looked at me, the way his voice softened when he spoke—it was so different from what I was used to.For weeks, he’d been hovering at the edge of my life, breaking through the walls I’d built. And now, after tonight, there was no denying it—he was in my head, taking up space I couldn’t afford to give.A soft knock on my bedroom door pulled me out of my thoughts.“Sienna?” my mom called.I swallowed, trying to steady my voice. “Yeah?”“Lights out soon, okay? It’s late.”“Okay,” I replied, listening as her footsteps faded down the hall.The next day at school, it felt like everyone was watching me. I could feel the weight of their stares as I walked through the corridors, their whispers trailing behind me. It wasn’t unusual—being the new girl

I barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I felt Luca’s hands on me. His lips. The heat between us. The way he had pulled me into him like he couldn’t get close enough. And the way he stopped the second I told him I wasn’t ready.I’d never had a boy listen to me like that before.It scared me.I wasn’t sure if it was because of how much I liked him or because, for the first time, I felt like I was handing over pieces of myself to someone else. And Luca? He was the kind of boy who could crush me without even realizing it.I pulled my covers over my head, willing my heart to slow down.Because whether I wanted to admit it or not—he had already gotten under my skin.The next morning, I felt like I was walking on shaky ground.I was still thinking about last night as I made my way through the school hallway, my fingers gripping the strap of my bag a little too tightly. I wanted to see Luca, but at the same time, I was terrified of what might happen when I did.Would things be weird? Wo

I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep pretending like everything was fine.It had been three days since Luca sat beside me at lunch, demanding answers I wasn’t ready to give. Three days of trying to act normal while my mind replayed every second of our last conversation. Every touch. Every stolen breath.I had been the one to pull away, yet I was the one suffering for it.Luca wasn’t avoiding me—not exactly. He was still everywhere. Still looking at me with that intense, unreadable expression. Still managing to be in my space without actually saying a word to me.And somehow, that was worse than anything Amanda could’ve said.At home, things weren’t much better.My dad had been working longer hours at the garage, and Mom was stuck in one of her moods again, barely speaking to anyone. It wasn’t unusual, but it still made the house feel heavy, like I was tiptoeing through a minefield.Dinner was quiet, the only sounds coming from my little brother, Ben, as he chattered about his fo

I was tired of waiting.Sienna had been keeping me at arm’s length for weeks, and it was starting to get on my last nerve. I wasn’t blind—I saw the way she looked at me when she thought I wasn’t watching. I felt the way she reacted when I got too close.She wanted me.She just wouldn’t admit it.Which meant I had two options: let her keep running or back her into a corner where she had no choice but to face this head-on.It wasn’t a hard decision.Training was brutal that evening. Coach had us running drills until my legs burned, but I welcomed the exhaustion. It was better than sitting around, thinking about Sienna and all the ways she was driving me insane.The lads were still lingering in the locker room when I finished up, laughing and giving each other shit like always.“Luca, man,” Ryan called out, tossing his towel at me. “You’re a moody bastard lately.”I caught it before it hit my face and threw it back at him. “I’m fine.”He smirked. “Sure you are. Let me guess—this has some

I knew something was wrong the second I saw her.Sienna wasn’t good at hiding her emotions—not from me, at least. She might have been able to keep everyone else at a distance, but I had spent too much time watching her, learning her tells.And right now?She was spiraling.Her shoulders were stiff, her gaze fixed on her food like it had personally offended her. Cassie kept shooting her worried looks, but Sienna wouldn’t acknowledge them. Her fingers gripped her fork so tightly her knuckles had turned white, and she barely blinked, like she was holding something back.I didn’t even hesitate. I grabbed my tray, left the lads at our usual table, and walked straight to her.Cassie noticed me first. She raised a brow but said nothing as I pulled out the chair across from Sienna and sat down.She still didn’t look up.“Hey,” I said, voice softer than usual.Nothing.Cassie sighed. “I’ll give you two a minute.” She grabbed her tray and walked off, leaving us alone.I waited until she was out