All Chapters of The Star Player Is Mine. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

.Nadia's POV. "Package number one, two, three, and four…"I counted the boxes of new cosmetics out loud as the driver loaded them into the truck."Ma’am, there are fifty packs fully packed," he acknowledged, and I nodded, brushing the dust off my dress.Why dust on my dress?Because I was a freaking intern, reduced to doing deliveries.Was this all a mistake?Working at Deluca Empire, being this close to my enemies?I couldn't think straight, but one thing is painfully clear—Silas Deluca was trying to break me."Okay then, can we leave?"I asked, pulling open the truck’s door."Wait... one more thing before you leave," a voice interrupted and I turned to see who it was.Argh, it was Ms Mandy, the woman who mighty CEO Silas made me an intern under."Your task isn't only delivering the products," she continued and my brows furrowed."What... what else am I meant to do?"I asked, throwing questioning glances at the driver."Convince them, convince the client why he should buy the

Nadia's POV. I sat in the room, my eyes glued to the boxes of cosmetics as my feet drummed on the ground, waiting anxiously for the stranger to show up with the board of directors as promised. Why did I even trust him? Did he really know the blonde lady, or was he playing a fast one on me? Was I wasting my time there waiting for him? The fuck... my mind was running wild. Just as I was about to lose it, the door clicked open and the gentleman from earlier walked in. Behind him was the blonde lady. I sprang up to my feet. "Ms. Nadia Smith, right?" the lady asked, and I nodded almost immediately, my palms sweaty. "I got an unexpected solicitation on your behalf and we're here to give you another chance," she said, and I let out a heavy breath. He did know her. He was telling the truth. "Thank you... Thank you for giving me another chance," I blabbed, forcing the booklet from earlier into my purse and moving away from the chair. I watched them take their seats and

Nadia's POV. I knew it was like the hundredth time I had sprained my ankle, but why was he so concerned?I told him I was fine countless times, but he kept pressing on, kept asking what was wrong, where I was, and it was damn annoying.I pushed him off, acted rudely, and hoped he wouldn't bug me anymore. But there he was, dragging me to the locker room, like we were some couple running off to the rainbow."Stop, okay. I said I'm fine." I tried to refute, to push him away, but damn, he just had to keep going. And now he was getting closer to me.Ha!He pushed off my wig. What was wrong with him?He was leaning closer. Why was he so close to me?His hand was on my waist, his eyes glancing at my lips. Wait, what was he about to do? Oh no."I care about you, peaches. Can't you see that I do?" He was closing the distance between us, and all I wanted was to push him away, but it seemed like my limbs had failed me.The only things working were my eyes, which were burning wide, an

Nadia's POV. I tied my shoelaces, yeah, shoelaces.I wasn't going to wear heels to work; having a sprained ankle on my first task was enough lessons, well, till my ankle was completely healed."Mom... I'm done, gonna be on my way!" I yelled out as I strode to Dad's room."Nadia..." He sniffed, smiling as soon as he realized my presence."Hey champ, oh goodness, you look really handsome this morning."I placed a kiss on his forehead and heard him chuckle."Flattering me now?" He raised a brow as he tried to straighten himself on the bed."Easy," I bent over him and stacked pillows behind his back for support."I will be a fool not to acknowledge how handsome you are. I'm sure the flirty nurses at the city hospital will be hovering around you."I sat on a stool, taking his hands."Why don't you believe me?"I furrowed my brows."Mom has been hesitant to commence treatment because she's kinda anxious about all the flirtatious stares and winks you will get...You know," I lea

Nadia's POV. I walked slowly behind the two security guards until we got to a door. One of the guards knocked gently, then pushed it slightly open as we all marched in. The chill air from the air conditioner worsened the tension running through my nerves, and I shivered, curious and at the same time afraid of what the hell was happening."I told you there’s no need to question her, Dad. She’s guilty and should be fired," Silas said, and that was when I realized Mr. Deluca was sitting in the dimly lit room."We should at least give her a chance to defend herself," his deep voice growled from the corner as the blinds were pulled up, and light rays hit my eyes."So, tell me, Nadia. What is this all about?" he asked as I came face-to-face with him.Seated at the far end of the room, his posture was intimidating, his glare drilling right through me."I have no idea what they’re talking about," I began, my voice slow and low."You have no idea?" Silas scoffed from the cor