All Chapters of The Bet That Broke Us: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MiaEver since I left the bar that night, I’ve been doing my best to avoid Max. Not that it would matter to him. My absence wouldn’t change a thing, he already had Harper, and all I could do was try to focus on myself.I wished I could kill this obsession I had for him. I wished I could go days without seeing him and not feel like I was missing air but my heart never listened. It betrayed me every time.Growing up in the orphanage, all I ever wanted was to be seen. My whole life, no matter how hard I tried, I was never chosen. I watched kids come and go…adopted, given new families. And me? I stayed behind growing older and unwanted.Max changed that, he made me feel seen. He was the only one who ever looked at me like I mattered. He made me believe I deserved something good in life. It wasn’t his fault he couldn’t love me back. Just like my heart chose him, his had chosen someone else.So I stayed, I was there for him whenever he needed me but deep down I wished he would open his eyes

Mia I climbed down from the bike the moment we reached the house. I pulled off my helmet and handed it back to Max’s copy without a word. After what happened at the biker’s club, the last thing I wanted was to be near him.“Rolex.”I froze at the sound of his voice. I hadn’t asked for his name, so why was he telling me? Slowly, I turned to face him.“I don’t care who you are,” I shot back coldly. “That doesn’t mean I’ll tell you my name.”He smirked, that same annoying smile he always wore. It hadn’t been long since I met him, but I already knew he was trouble. “You don’t need to tell me,” he said flatly. “I’ve already heard enough from my brother.”With that, he swung his leg over his bike, slid off, and walked inside. I followed behind, keeping my distance.The moment we stepped inside, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Confused, I frowned and stepped around him only to see what made him freeze.Maxello.Sitting on the couch with Harper straddled across his lap.“F*ck…” Max groan

Mia“We need to talk. Come with me.” Maxello’s voice was sudden, like he wanted me away from Rolex…I already figured it out that he didn't have a close relationship with his brother, his brow pulled tight when he spoke. What could he possibly want to say?Beg me to help him win Harper back and humiliate me again? No. I was done being his shadow, done letting him get in my head because of what I felt for him, I pushed the hurt down and forced my voice out. “No. Say it here,” I snapped. He looked taken aback, then smoothed his features like he always did, like nothing could touch him, but he wasn't really good at masking up his feelings.“Stop acting like a child, Mia. Come with me.” He ordered, but I didn't move. Rolex leaned against the wall, watching like this was the best show.“Acting like a child? She’s the one coming between us,” I shot back. “I’m trying to protect you as a friend, and you turn me into the villain.” He wasn’t ready to hear it, so I held my ground.“Please, Mia.”

MiaI woke up slowly. Everything was blurry at first, then it became clearer. Where was I? I didn’t remember how I’d gotten here, I only knew I’d been pushed into the pool and was drowning. Did Rolex save me?“Thank God you’re awake.” Maxello’s voice made my head snap toward him. He sat at the other side of the bed, his eyes wide with worry.“I thought something happened to you…you were out for so long, I was scared.” The worry in his voice sounded real. Had he been here the whole time I slept?I made to sit up, but he was on his feet in an instant, steadying me and brushing my hair from my face. He seemed different.Being gentle and careful with me was unlike him, except if he needed something from me m… just like someone who’d seen how close something had come to going wrong.If this is how he treated me when I got hurt, I wouldn’t mind getting sick more often.I shoved the duvet off and noticed my clothes had been changed, they weren’t mine…. Harper’s maybe.A hot flush crept up

RolexI could feel the anger radiating from the old man’s body as he struggled to keep his composure after watching the video. His jaw tightened, though he tried to hide it, but I caught the flicker in his eyes. Adjusting his glasses, he finally passed the phone back to me.“And how can I be sure this wasn’t fabricated to ruin my daughter’s wedding?” he asked, his voice sounded like he had rehearsed it in his mind before saying it out but still unsteady.I only smirked, leaning back casually.How greedy can a man be? He knew his daughter was in love with another man, was even being fucked by him and yet he was willing to chain her to someone else just for money and influence.“Fabricated or not,” I said, twirling the phone between my fingers, “I wonder how people would react when they see this on her wedding day?”He shifted uneasily in his chair, his fingers twitching as he adjusted his glasses again and again. No matter how much he tried to mask his fear, I could smell it. The sce