Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Hockey Stepbrother, Her Worst Enemy, Her Beloved: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Maxton's POV. O'Neil had a killer stare, the type that was thirsty for blood. He struggled to set himself free from Johnny's tight grasp while Jason groaned silently from the cut on his face. “O'Neil, I said stop it!” I growled. Instantly, he turned to face me, a defiant look etched on his face. “You don't tell me what to do,” he thundered. “You've watched them make fun of me and even laughed with them, now's not the time to assert your fucking dominance,” There was a cold silence after that. We stared intensely at each other for up to a minute, my hands clenching and unclenching momentarily. A part of me knew he wasn't wrong but a part of me also hated the disrespect in his tone. “God damnit!” A deep, croaky voice growled as he stomped in. “I leave for what? Twenty minutes and you all are on each other's neck? The hell is wrong with y'all?” Our coach fired. He took a deep breath, then, blaring through his whistle with a full blown force. “Everyone, on your knees. I want to see

Talia's POV. A few days happened to pass by and I was stuck in my limbo of thoughts as I tried to figure out how I was going to fit into a dress so heavy that I could feel the weight from mere looking at it. The feathers on the neck were a bit over the top and the corset seemed pretty slim for my shape. I would have thought they confused my age with that of a fifteen years old girl, but my mother assured me it was my size. “It doesn't have to look like your size baby, it just has to feel like it, I bet you will be comfortable when you try it,” she said in a feeble attempt to convince me. “And if I'm not?” I looked at her, folding my hands with a sigh. “Don’t you think it's umm… I don't know, something about this dress doesn't feel right,” “Talia, the dress is okay, you're just not feeling it coz I approved of it. If I had said no, you'd be throwing a fit,” my mother replied, holding the transparent sleeves up. “You think that?” I questioned. “I know it. You know what, I think I

Maxton's POV. Talia stood with her lips slightly parting in shock as she gaped at Bambi, her eyes twitched and face contorted. I clenched my hands into a fist, my eyes spiralling at the blond beside her. He had a sharp look and his little movements were tailored to show off his class. Bambi kept on ranting beside me. She placed her hands on her waist as she rolled her eyes. “Maxton,” Talia moved closer, her lips pressing hard against the other. “You've been Awol for a… the whole day and…” she stopped, shooting a fiery stare at Bambi. Bambi returned the same gesture, a wicked smirk lighting up on her face. “Why didn't you return any of my texts?” Talia asked, staring back at me as she faked a smile. “I was busy. Too busy to check my phone.” I cleared my throat. She glared at Bambi again, mumbling inaudibly. “I can see you clearly. You were active for some hours and you didn't even think to check up on…” she took a deep breath and huffed out after a few seconds. “Talia,” I step

Talia's POV. I dreaded the look on her face. She was certain, mischievous and ambitious. I felt chills run down my spine as she leaned closer with every word that jumped out of her mouth. “You're bluffing. Maxton would never… he's over you. I know it,” Bambi chuckled aloud, looking around the room as she hit her hips twice with a loud slap. “Over me? I'm sorry, did you really think Maxton would totally get over me?” Her question lingered in my ear like a dead whisper. “He can't get over this,” she cupped her breast. “I have him hooked. We got history, bitch. Histories before you dragged your sorry little ass into our lives,” My veins bulged as my nostrils flared up. “I never dragged myself into your story. You always hated me since the first day we met. You were always jealous of me,” I sniffled. Bambi took a deep breath, clasping her hands like she was about to go on her knees in prayer. “Well, for all I can say,” her stare quickly turned into a hard glare. “I got him now and

Maxton's POV. My head rang with a sharp tune as I jolted my eyes open to the sunlight seeping through the window. I placed my hands on my head, groaning softly as it felt as though I was having a migraine. After a while, the pain began to fade away leading to confusion as I moped around, trying to figure out where the hell I was. The room was familiar, almost like I had been here a few times then I…“No.” I gasped. “No, no, no,” I shook my head frantically. I raised the sheets discovering I was stark naked and in her room. “Rise and shine, Maxton,” Bambi walked into the room, a wide smile etched on her face. “You slept like a baby last night,” “What the hell am I doing here?” I thundered. She stopped, moving her eyes sideways as she feigned confusion. “You got drunk and I…” “That's a fucking lie,” I fired. “It's the truth,” she clapped back. “We both know I can control my liquor so don't feed me that bullshit, how the hell did I black out, Bambi?” She went mute actively tryi