All Chapters of Don't Stop, Coach Daddy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER TWELVE: FREEING DYLANMarcus’ POV“Can someone tell me whether they see here?” I said, pressing play on the small remote in my hand. The team is huddled together, some of them very much hungover from the party they threw last night.The picture on the projector I had set up earlier started playing, and we watched a game between the last two finalists. “So?” I said, pausing it and turning to the crowd.“Well,” Seraphina said, “the challenger played to lose.”“How?”Her eyes went back to the screen, analyzing every thought. “He is too predictable. He stuck to all the basic moves, forgetting he had to pull out better in the finals. Also, in his previous last eighteen games, he chose the same player, the same game. His thoughts and actions can be easily interpreted.”I nodded. “Very good, Seraphina,” I said, causing her to blush.“Can someone else tell me the consequences of this?”“He becomes easier to beat?” a team member spoke, unsure of his answer.“That is correct. He becomes

CHAPTER FOURTEEN Sera’s POV  I grinned when I saw Marcus, sitting at the farthest edge of a booth. The lights in the cafe are low, lit with tiny bulbs, setting a rather erotic mood. People were hardly here by this time, everyone was probably at a club. “Hello,” I said, sliding in next to him. His cologne filled my lungs almost immediately and I stifled a moan, missing the smell of this man.  Marcus looked good tonight, his hair slicked back, exposing his forehead. His usually hard eyes are more softer tonight, and the olive green shirt he had on brought out his eyes, making him look like a sexy irresistible uncle. Someone I shouldn't be touching, I should not be so close with. “Stop drooling, Sera,” he said, chuckling a bit. He grabbed my waist, pulling me

CHAPTER SIXTEEN Dylan's POV I stood outside the door, waiting to hear my name. The Rubik's cube I held had already been solved, but I still felt anxious.Was this the right choice? This morning when I left the house, I tried speaking to my father. He was adamant about not changing his mind, and he left me alone on the dining table. In a way, he helped made this decision easier.Last night still felt like a fever dream.“Hello Dylan ,” a male said. “Who are you?” I repeated, still angry and sad about what I had done to myself.“Someone interested in your future,” the person replied. “I am hoping I could recruit you to join our team.”“I already have a team.”“Yes, at Morrigan but we could offer you more opportunities than what they are currently giving you. Our stats are higher and more impressive than theirs after all.”I listened quietly to the recruiter on the line. “Can I think about it?”“You can. However, our coach would like to have a one on one discussion with you. Can you

CHAPTER EIGHTEENSera’s POVIt has been two weeks since Dylan left.I was the star of the team now. I had special treatments. Access to the coach at all times, a brand new apartment all to myself. Moving out was fun and Marcus came to inspect my new environment as he put it.Training was also a breeze. I played till my fingers went numb, only stopping to massage them and then continue.Nobody has a break around me though. If I had to train, everyone else was called to the training room, irrespective of the time. Marcus made me play everyone over and over again, grinning widely when I won in any game, every round.“Fuck this is stupid,” Chase threw his controller against the desk. “Fuck, you don't let us breathe.”I laughed. “Chase, it's just a game and I am only training with you.”“Yeah that might be the problem. At least with Dylan when we sucked up to him, he stopped being a jerk,” Chase shouted, drawing attention from everyone. “You have fucked us up.”I did?“I am not making you

CHAPTER TWENTY Sera’s POVI stared at Chloe in shock. “What?”“You heard me,” she said, her stance unwavering. “I want you to sleep with me.”“Chloe,” I shook my head, “I already told you I am not a lesbian.”“Well, what do you want? I tell everyone your dirty little secrets?”That can't come out. I needed to tell Marcus what was going on.“You have a choice, Seraphina,” her pale eyes turned darker. Her dark circles look even more darker today. “Look Chloe, you need to sleep a bit. Did you sleep last night?”“No I did not. I was so lost in thought I stayed up all night. Thinking about how you could be fucking out coach and doing drugs you know,” she rushed.“Chloe,” I held my hands up in a prayer sign, “I am begging you. Drop this.”A sharp cackle shook her small frame. She bent over, like I had made the funniest jokes ever. “Oh, Seraphina,” she said, still laughing.Suddenly her voice dropped low. “I will not. Not until you give me what I want.”Fuck.“If I sleep with you,” I asked