Semua Bab BORROWED LOVE ON ICE : Bab 101 - Bab 110

MELISSA’S POV The soft bump of the plane touching down pulled me from my thoughts. We were in Atlanta. I pressed my forehead briefly against the small window, watching the city lights twinkle against the dark velvet sky. The city seemed alive, vibrant, almost welcoming us into its arms. Xavier stretched beside me, his hand brushing mine in that effortless way that still sent sparks racing through my veins.For once, this wasn’t about competitions, cameras, or pressure. This was us—our week, our escape.We checked into a hotel not far from the airport, a luxurious but quiet place that promised privacy and comfort. The moment my head touched the pillow, I thought I’d collapse into sleep, but excitement hummed beneath my skin. It wasn’t just the thrill of being in a new city—it was being here with him.Later that evening, after some rest and room service, Xavier leaned over and kissed my temple. “There’s a couples’ event happening nearby,” he said, a little mischievous smile tugging a

MELLISA'S POV The air in the room was thick with heat, the kind that clung to your skin and made every breath feel heavy with anticipation. I stood there, heart pounding, my mind a whirlwind of desire and recklessness. Screw caution. Screw rationality. All I could focus on was Xavier, his presence overwhelming, his scent, a mix of cedarwood and something dangerously primal, flooding my senses. My body was already betraying me, tingling with a need I could not ignore, a deep ache that pulsed through my veins and made my knees weak with longing.One moment, he was hesitant, the next, his hands were on me, yanking my bikini top away with a swift, confident tug that sent a thrill racing down my spine. The fabric hit the floor, and I gasped, the cool air hitting my bare skin like a shock, hardening my nipples instantly under his gaze. His eyes, dark and molten, locked onto mine, and I swear I saw a flicker of something wild in them, a predatory gleam that made my pulse quicken even more.

XAVIER’S POV Morning came by faster than I imagined. For a second, lying in that soft bed with the faint hum of the AC filling the silence, I thought everything that had happened yesterday was some kind of dream. Maybe my mind had created a fantasy too good to be true. But when I shifted slightly and my arm tightened around something warm, soft, and real, I blinked open my eyes to find Melissa nestled against me.She looked so peaceful, her lips slightly parted, her lashes brushing her cheeks. Even in the dim orange glow filtering in from the curtains, she looked breathtaking. Angelic. I had seen her fierce, stubborn, playful, teasing—but like this, in my arms, she looked fragile in a way that made me want to protect her from everything.I leaned in and pressed the lightest kiss to her forehead. She stirred, frowning a little as if she wasn’t ready to leave her dreams. Then her eyelids fluttered open, and hazel eyes met mine. The corners of her lips curved up lazily, and for the fi

MELISSA'S POV The morning light slipped through the curtains of Xavier’s room, soft and golden, warming the edge of the bed where I lay tangled in the sheets. I turned my head, half-asleep, only to find him already awake, propped up on one elbow, studying me with a smile that was so gentle it made my chest flutter.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he teased, his voice low and rough from sleep.I stretched with a yawn. “Morning. You’ve been staring at me, haven’t you?”“Guilty,” he said without hesitation, leaning down to brush a kiss against my forehead. “Couldn’t help it.”Heat crept into my cheeks, and I rolled onto my side to hide it. “You’re ridiculous.”He laughed, climbing out of bed and tugging on a T-shirt. “Come on. Breakfast.”I thought he meant room service, but a few minutes later I found myself in his sleek, polished kitchen, barefoot in one of his hoodies, helping him hunt down a frying pan and arguing about the right way to crack eggs. He insisted he was the better cook, t

KATRINA’S POV It had been nearly two weeks since that day in the hospital cafeteria when I came across Louis. Two weeks since his cool, unreadable eyes had met mine while I was spilling more than I should have. I couldn’t even explain why I had approached him in the first place—maybe because I was desperate to find an ally, someone who could understand what I had lost, someone who might want to see Melissa fall as much as I did.But life hadn’t slowed down for me since then. Work had been exhausting. Long hours, back-to-back shifts, dragging myself out of bed when every part of me screamed for rest. Yet even in the middle of the chaos, even when my body ached and my eyelids fluttered shut with fatigue, my mind never stopped wandering back to the same thing.Melissa.Melissa with her fake smile, her too-perfect hair, and the audacity to flaunt Xavier around like he belonged to her.I didn’t know they had gone to Atlanta until I stumbled on a video posted by one of their fans. It hit