บททั้งหมดของ Her Hockey Stepbrother, Her Worst Enemy, Her Beloved: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Talia's POV Obsessions weren't healthy and when they were toxic, it was always life threatening. In my case, I had this grinch obsessed with me and there was nothing I could do to shake her off. She was a growth, like a pimple that refused to wither. “Get away from her,” Deej jumped in between us, causing Bambi to stagger backwards. She made a stifled laugh and brushed her scattered hair with a single swoop of her hands. “I see you have some bones in you. New York got you cocky, right?” “New York is a long time, I should be asking you where the hell you crept into hiding. I thought you had disappeared like you should have always done,” I fired back, furious and teeth clenching. “You can't get rid of me, slut. It will take more than a thousand of you to do that,” she jabbed, seething furiously. “Over here, Bambi,” Deej chorused, her voice pitchy and shrill. “We don't have your time. We don't even think much about you. And you should do that too. Keeping Talia on your mind can re

Maxton's POV. The silence was deafening after my reply. Talia's eyes bulged at me and Emily gaped in in wonder. Her feet scraped on the floor after a few seconds.“It's a question, Maxton. You don't need to growl to get your point out there,” Emily interjected. Talia said nothing but instead, she continued walking and decided to act like I had turned into a ghost. Her silence felt like a harrowing spade to my chest. I couldn't leave her without an answer to her question. “My father wants me to go to this business party next week and he wants everything to be perfect. He says it's beneficial for the company.” Fortunately, she stopped and turned back at me. “Isn't that good?” She curled her brows. “Yeah, except that he wants to pair me with a date. Someone anonymous,” She froze, but her eyes circled in its sockets. “A date?” “Yes. In his words, we need to be open to more collaboration and the only way to do that is if I appear with another heir of another big company,” “But th

Talia's POV. Stalking? The words echoed repeatedly like a lingering voice behind my ears. I shot a quick look at Deej and she stared back at me, our eyes widening. “It can't be true,” I mumbled. “He… we… didn't notice that” I stuttered. “It’s true and he's onto whatever you two are planning to do,” Maxton echoed, stepping closer. “Oh my God!” Deej placed her hands on her head. “Could that be the reason they kicked Kyle out of the football team without any explanation?” “It has to be, there's no other reason for this. I was never a bad player to begin with,” Kyle chipped in. Maxton gazed at Kyle, his eyes almost void of expression. “You got kicked out?” He asked. “Yeah, and they wouldn't let me see the coach.” He crossed his arms.“Damn, sorry about that,” Maxton murmured. “Wait, hold on. Where's uh… Emily?” Kyle whispered into Deej's ears. “On their way to the police station.” She replied almost immediately. “I think we should call to confirm if they are okay. Steve is more

Maxton's POV. The dinner had suddenly gone wrong in all the ways possible. My father's veins bulged on his skin as he breathed furiously, his eyes darting at me. Mrs Herman murmured some words, desperately trying to calm him down as Talia jerked on her feet. “Go on, Maxton. Tell me,” he insisted, voice loud and heavy, sending a vibration through the walls. He stood straight, but his eyes were still fixed on me as he tapped his fingers on the table. “You know, recently you've been nothing but a stubborn, insubordinate prick and I tell you Maxton, you are getting under my skin.” “No father. I just can't watch you try to force me into a stupid date right now all in the name of a collaboration,” I fired back. “Typical,” he laughed. “Typical and foolish!” He growled. “Can we lower our voices!” Mrs Herman interjected. “No, I'll be as loud as I want.” He replied, squinting his eyes back at me. “Maxton here thinks I'm forcing him into a date but he can't help keeping his dick in his

Talia's POV. The morning sky was bright and the birds chirping felt like I was suddenly pulled into a fairytale. I dozed off to the thought of Maxton doing naughty things to me. At some point, I felt like a freak, and I was proud of it until I woke up, sheets wrapped around me. Thank goodness, it was only in my head because I finally woke up to the proud, nice and responsible girl that I always was. I hopped out of my bed, noticing I woke up later than I used to. I quickly arranged my room and took a shower. I picked out a dress for myself and got prepared within minutes. By the time I was done, I rushed down for breakfast. Cereals, fruits, anything. I barely ate a bite of my meal last night and now I was starving thin. I bumped into my mother in the kitchen. Our eyes locked for a second before she broke contact, focusing on her peeled apple. She never allowed any of the maids to do it for her. At that moment, I felt guilty about yesterday. I was arrogant with my response to her