All Chapters of BORROWED LOVE ON ICE : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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I'LL DO IT

MELISSA'S POV “What?” I said, blinking hard like maybe I heard wrong. Do I need hearing aids? Am I hearing something else?Marco smiled again. Like he was pitching the next big N*****x deal.“I said… the company wants you two to fake date.”I laughed. Out loud. And it was not a pretty laugh.“You’re joking.”“I’m not.”“You’re insane.”“Also not.”I stood up immediately.“Nope. I’m not doing that.”“Melissa—”“Don’t ‘Melissa’ me.”Xavier hadn’t even reacted. He just sat there, elbow on the armrest, hand over his mouth, like he was trying to disappear into the chair.I pointed at him. “Say something. This is your mess too.”He shrugged, still too calm. “Don’t look at me. I just got dragged in here.”“Dragged? You looked very present during that shoot yesterday.”“Because it was work.”“This isn’t work, Xavier. This is madness.”Marco jumped in, hands up. “Okay, okay. I know it sounds wild—”“It is wild.”“But hear me out.”“I don’t want to.”“Melissa, please.”“I’m not fake dating my

Last Updated : 2025-07-03

YOU NEED TO CALL ME

MELISSA'S POV I didn’t sleep. Not a second.I tried. Curled up under the blanket. Lights off. Phone flipped over. But my brain kept racing like it was in a championship final.What kind of person agrees to fake date their sister’s boyfriend? What kind of idiot agrees to fake date their teammate?Me.Apparently, that idiot is me.I stared at the ceiling, eyes wide in the dark. No dreams. Just dread. This isn’t just some modeling job. This is my entire life turning into a circus. A very public, very messy circus with flashing lights and flashing cameras and one infuriating man standing next to me smiling like he doesn’t ruin my blood pressure every time he breathes.Xavier Kesh.The most annoying person I’ve ever met.Ever.I mean, I’ve met arrogant athletes before. Guys who think the world spins around their skates. But Xavier?He’s on another level. The cocky smirk. The lazy shrug. The way he acts like nothing ever touches him. Like everything is a game and he’s already winning. And n

Last Updated : 2025-07-05

WE NEED TO TALK

KATRINA'S POV I called.It rang twice, then ended.No voicemail. No reply.I stared at her name on the screen, waiting for it to light up again. It didn’t. My fingers trembled slightly as I typed the message.You need to call me. Now.I had texted her ten minutes ago, and still nothing. A minute passed. Then another. Then four. The silence made my chest tight.I knew she saw it. Melissa was the type who always kept her phone nearby. She could ignore a call, sure—but not a message. She was reading it. Thinking. Choosing not to reply.And that hurt more than I wanted to admit.My thoughts wandered back to the cafeteria. Back to the moment everything shifted.Before that photo, it was just a regular break. I’d barely touched my salad. Kendra was ranting about a patient who tried to fake chest pain for free meds. Lisa kept showing us wedding photos of her cousin, and Tomi was locked in a debate over the most annoying kind of hospital call light.It was noisy. Typical. A welcome distractio

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

THE DATE THEY DEMAND

XAVIER'S POV She was impossible. That was the only word for her.Melissa Brown was the most stubborn, sarcastic, unbothered person I had ever met in my life.I tossed my keys on the counter as I stepped into my apartment and let out a long breath. My bag slid off my shoulder and hit the floor with a heavy thump. The shoot had only lasted a couple of hours, but somehow it felt like I’d gone three rounds in the ring with someone who didn’t even lift a finger.She didn’t even try to be polite. Every eye roll. Every dry comment. Every glare from across the room. And she still managed to look good doing it. It was annoying. And weirdly magnetic.I ran a hand through my hair, pulled off my sweatshirt, and flopped onto the couch. My head hit the pillow and I let my legs dangle off the edge.“She’s so mean,” I muttered into the silence. “Like genuinely. Mean.”I chuckled to myself. “At this rate, will she ever have a boyfriend?”Still laughing, I reached for my phone to scroll through nothing

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

NOT THAT DEEP

MELISSA'S POV I got the message just before I finished tying my shoelace.Marco: The audience is obsessed. You two are going on a public date tomorrow. Full exposure. Keep the energy up. Make it work.I stared at it for a full ten seconds.A date? I rolled my eyes and dropped my phone on the bed like it offended me. This wasn’t part of the original deal. We’d already done the promo shoot. The hand placement, the posing, the fake smiles. That was enough pretending for one week.Now a date?I picked up my phone again, typing fast.I’m not doing that. We signed up for a campaign, not The Bachelor.Marco replied almost instantly.The internet loves you two. Don’t kill the magic. A casual lunch or something quiet. Just give them more to chew on.I groaned, tossing the phone face down again. I could already picture it—Xavier showing up in something annoyingly cool, charming waiters for no reason, walking like the sidewalk owed him money. I wasn’t in the mood.But Marco was serious. And this

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

NOT AGAIN

MELISSA'S POV My phone rang right as I stepped out of the shower.I wrapped the towel tighter around me and padded across the room, water still dripping from my hair. The screen flashed bright with Marco’s name.Great.Just what I needed.I didn’t even say hello before his voice blasted through the speaker."Yo, Melissa! Melissa!”I sighed and flopped onto the edge of my bed. “What now?”“Your café photos still fire.The comments. The reposts. Even Vogue picked them up for their ‘Style Meets Sport’ feature. You two look like the hottest new thing in Europe right now.”“That’s... great,” I muttered, not meaning it.But he wasn’t done.“In fact, it gets better. Way better. Louis Vuitton just emailed.”That made me pause. I shook my head and sighed.“What?”“Louis Vuitton, Melissa. They want the two of you for their fall campaign. Hockey’s golden pair in designer fits. Full collection. Bags. Accessories. Their whole new line. This is huge, glamorous, everything we can think of and more.”

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

WHY HIM

MELISSA'S POV My phone lit up again.This time, it wasn’t a message. It was a call from Xavier.I stared at his name flashing across the screen. Part of me wanted to ignore it, let it ring into nothing. But curiosity—or maybe frustration—won. I answered.“What?” I said flatly.“Well, that’s a warm welcome,” he replied.“I’m not in the mood for games, Xavier,so say what you want to say and let's end this conversation right now, I've got a lot of things to do and right now isn't the time for chitchat.”He chuckled. “Relax. I just wanted to say congrats again.”“Congrats for what exactly?” I leaned back on the couch, eyes rolling toward the ceiling. “The fake relationship? Or maybe the chaos that follows you everywhere you go? Or maybe you're relishing in the fake game and fame but just know it'll all crumble if the truth gets out.”“I’m being serious for once,” he said. “I just got off the phone with Coach. The Mexico team officially confirmed it. We’re flying out next month. It’s happ

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

LIGHTS. CAMERA. PRETEND.

MELISSA'S POV I woke up with my mind still running.The room was quiet, but my thoughts weren’t. Not even close.Louis Vuitton.The shoot.Xavier.Everything about today felt too big. Too polished. Too staged. And I was still somewhere between reality and performance, unsure of how to split myself into both without falling apart.But I had to do it. I sat up, dragging my legs out from under the covers, and padded to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, staring at my tired eyes in the mirror. Then came my skincare routine. The one I never skipped. Something about the cold touch of toner and the slow rhythm of moisturizer helped steady my nerves.After I was done, I pulled my hair up into a loose bun and grabbed the pre-approved outfit Marco had sent me last night for the drive over. Nothing flashy. Just something clean and minimal. The stylist would take over the rest anyway.The shoot was already set. The stylists were flying in from Paris. The makeup team was apparently “elite.” The ven

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

FATE, APPARENTLY

XAVIER'S POV The shoot ended, but the buzz lingered in the air like static. Light stands were being folded down, camera lenses capped, and stylists whisking away designer pieces like precious gems. Clarisse gave me a firm nod as she packed her makeup brushes. I pulled off the crisp black jacket they'd styled me in and loosened the collar of my shirt, finally breathing freely."Xavier!" Marco's voice boomed from across the venue.I turned just in time for him to clap a hand on my back like we were long-lost brothers."You killed it today," he said, eyes bright. "I knew you had charisma, but this? You lit up that camera. The brand's already messaging—they're raving. Louis Vuitton is calling this campaign gold."I offered a smirk. "All in a day's work, right?"Marco grinned, slapping my back again. "That’s why you’re a star. Keep this up, and we’ll take over the industry one photo at a time."I gave him a lazy salute and turned toward the hallway that led to the exit. As I stepped throu

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

BLURRED LINES

XAVIER'S POV The phone buzzed again.Katrina.I took a slow breath and swiped to answer."Hi baby," she said immediately. Her voice was sharp. Tight. "Why haven't you been picking up my calls? I know I've called a number of times.”I rubbed my temple. "I was driving, babe.""You always say that and I'm starting to think it's not true.”"Because it's true. You know I don’t take calls while driving." I replied, rubbing my temples as I sighed."And after driving? You just forgot to call back? I'm sure you saw the notifications.”I sighed. "I’m really sorry, babe. It slipped my mind. Things have been nonstop lately.""Exactly," she said, and her voice cracked just a little. "Everything’s about work now. And her."My chest tightened. "Hey, that’s not fair.""Isn’t it? You and Melissa are everywhere. The pictures, the videos, the tags. Do you know how that feels? To sit in the hospital cafeteria and see people gushing about how perfect you two look together? They’re creating hashtags, Xavie

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

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