Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling For my Fiancé’s Enemy: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

SKYThe sun was already high when I stepped onto the training field, whistling around my neck and clipboard in hand. The River Blaze girls were scattered across the pitch, some stretching, others chatting excitedly despite the exhaustion showing on their faces.“On a straight line!” I yelled.At once, all my girls jogged over and formed a neat line, breathing hard, jerseys damp with sweat.“I can see we are all getting better,” I said, letting a proud smile spread across my face. “I love that energy.”They nodded in unison, some still catching their breath.“That’s because we have a great coach,” one of the older girls called out, and the others murmured in agreement.I smiled happily. “So, when I came in this morning, I said we have good news.”All eyes locked on me, fully concentrated.“Guess what, everyone…”They stared with wide, curious gazes.“You are going to be playing a friendly match against the Delta Lionesses.”Their eyes widened instantly.“Wh… what?!” they all yelled, v

SKYEven though I smelled fresh and clean from the shower, I still couldn’t get over the fact that this man wanted to tear my pussy apart.I thought after two more rounds I would finally be done, but William wasn’t giving me any chance to recover. My whole body was deliciously sore. He had taken me again in the bathroom no matter how much I pleaded and moaned for mercy. I didn’t have any strength left, so I had simply passed out, my body weak and spent.I didn’t know how many hours I had slept, but it must have been a long time because my muscles felt relaxed when I finally woke up. I glanced around the room, grabbed my phone, and checked the time 4 PM already. My stomach growled loudly, reminding me I hadn’t eaten anything all day.It was strange that he hadn’t woken me up. He must have wanted me to rest properly.I walked downstairs to the living room and found him seated with his laptop, earphones on, clearly deep in work. Not wanting to disturb him, I headed straight to the kitche

SKY“Girls! Great… let’s call it a day.”At once they all collapsed to the ground like puppets whose strings had been cut.“Finally…” they groaned in unison, voices hoarse from hours of practice. They rushed toward me, sweaty and breathless, and at once their palms clapped against mine in a chaotic wave of high-fives. I smiled, feeling the familiar rush of pride swell in my chest.“Pretty sure you all are ready for the competition…” I let out, and they erupted into loud cheers, yelling “Yay!” at the top of their lungs, jumping and hugging one another.I made a few last-minute corrections to their postures and formations, adjusting arms here, fixing foot placements there. After a while, I found myself walking toward Elena’s office, my sneakers squeaking softly against the polished floor of the academy.“Lena…” I greeted as I stepped in.She looked up from her desk and handed me my phone without a word. “It has been ringing non-stop.”I knew exactly who it would be, so I didn’t both

SKYI woke up in the morning with William’s hand still wrapped protectively around me, his palm resting warmly over my lower stomach like a silent promise. My head lay on his bare chest, rising and falling with his steady breaths, but something felt wrong beyond the usual cramps.The pain in my abdomen was more painful than ever, a deep twisting ache that made me curl inward instinctively. On top of that, my body felt heavy and hot. My skin was clammy, and a dull headache throbbed behind my eyes. The cold shower I had taken in the middle of the night had caught up with me. Chills occasionally ran through me even though I was tucked under the blanket with him. I felt sick feverish, achy, and utterly drained.Tears blurred my vision as I bit down hard on my lip, trying not to wake him with my soft grumbling. I shifted uncomfortably, no longer able to stay still.In the middle of the night, after the bathroom incident, my constant crying and the cold water had pulled me even closer to

SKYI walked into the restaurant I had been told to come to from the message sent and before I even settled in, I felt eyes on me like the moment I stepped in, someone had already decided who I was.“Sky Morgan, right?” the woman’s voice called through the air. I nodded my head.“Come with me.I didn’t argue and just followed her into the restaurant.Honestly? The place was beautiful, everything looked like it cost more than my monthly savings. Then she led me into the VIP section.The moment the door opened, I lifted my head up and there she sat.Looking elegant in a stunning, beautifully fitted outfit she looked like she belonged on a magazine cover. Her hair was styled perfectly, her makeup flawless, and she held a wine glass like a pro. “Good afternoon,” I let out, standing in front of her.She barely looked up at first. She sipped slowly, watched the wine catch the light, then like she owned time she set the cup down on the table.“Have your seat,” she said calmly.I sat slowly