All Chapters of Fake Dating my Ex's Worst Enemy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Astrid’s POVThe city lights blurred past the window like streaks of liquid gold.Finally, Ocean was satisfied with my look and now we are on our way to wherever he was taking me to. Pressing my lips into a thin line, I kept my eyes fixed on my phone, pretending to scroll through messages I wasn’t actually reading. The glow from the screen illuminated my face, giving me something to focus on instead of the heavy awareness sitting beside me in the driver’s seat.The car smelled faintly of leather and something clean, masculine, and expensive. Everything about him and about this entire evening felt too polished and too intentional like he had planned this day beforehand. I shifted slightly, crossing one leg over the other, the slit of my dress sliding higher against my thigh. The movement made me hyperaware of my body and the way the fabric clung to me like it was my second skin. I could still remember the way his eyes had looked at me back at the store.God, that look went beyond

Ocean’s POV The moment I stepped into the club, my eyes automatically started to scan the room. I wasn't looking for Calvin and the guys. I already knew they were at the VIP session of the club. Reis Blaze, he is the person of interest for me and I didn’t bother pretending otherwise, not even to myself. The bass vibrated through the floor as I made my way in, my hand still resting on Astrid's waist. Anyone watching would assume I was relaxed, maybe even bored. They wouldn’t know I was hunting. My gaze moved slowly towards every corner searching for a familiar face, a certain arrogant stance and the smug tilt of a chin I had learned to hate long ago. When I didn't see him, I exhaled quietly, disappointment flickering through me, sharp and annoying. Of course he wasn’t here yet. I forced my shoulders to relax, masking the irritation before anyone could notice. Calvin spotted me almost immediately when I started walking in their direction. “Finally!” Calvin mouthing, raisin

Astrid’s POVThe moment the club doors closed behind me, the noise swallowed itself.The loud music faded into a dull vibration, laughter turned into distant echoes, and suddenly all I could hear was my own heartbeat. The sound was sharp, uneven and too loud inside my head but I didn’t stop running.The cold evening air slapped against my face as I ran into the street, my heels striking the pavement too fast and hard. My chest burned and my throat felt tight.I didn’t even know where I was going, I just knew I had to get away from the club and most especially Ocean and Reis. God, Reis.Where did he come from?If anything, I wasn't expecting him to be at the club. Ocean shouldn't be in a place where he would run into Reis. And Reis has no business there either. My steps slowed slightly as Reis face flashed through my mind. The anger in his eyes and the way he grabbed my arm like he still had a right to was embedded in my head. A strange chill ran through my spine and immediately

Astrid’s POVBy the time I reached my hostel, the sun had already begun its slow descent behind the campus buildings.The golden light spilled through the windows of the hallway, stretching long shadows across the floor as I climbed the stairs to my room.My mind kept replaying the moment at the rink over and over again. Ocean sitting there, his leg bouncing impatiently, the way he relaxed the second my message was delivered and finally that smile that parted my lips too.When I pushed the door to my room open, I was expecting an empty space but Dawn was inside.She had just returned from school, judging by the bag she had tossed carelessly on her bed. The moment she saw me, her eyes lit up and that was my first sign of trouble.“Oh my God,” she said immediately, sitting up straighter. “Where have you been all day?” She shrieked. I hated when she makes that sound as it meant she had questions, lots of them at that. And right now, my brain was far too tangled to deal with an inter

Astrid’s POVThe words on the page stopped making sense after the third time I read the same paragraph.“Focus,” I muttered under my breath but it only got even worse. Biting my lower lip, I was staring hard at the book in my hands, trying to force my brain to focus but it didn’t.Instead, my eyes drifted again to my phone which was lying beside me on the bed.The screen was still dark and silent.Propping myself up, I exhaled quietly and dragged my gaze back to the book.“Focus,” I said to myself for the hundredth time but the sentence blurred.After several minutes of trying to focus without fruition, I picked up my phone, still nothing.There was no message, no missed call, no notification either. I dropped it back onto the bed with a soft thud and rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling.This was completely ridiculous.Why was I even checking?Ocean and I weren’t anything. It was a fake arrangement so why did the silence feel so loud?Snapping my eyes shut, I groaned soft