Todos os capítulos de The Last Strike: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Elizabeth’s POV:I’ve only been in Orlando for four full days, and the world has gone mad. I’m about ready to schedule a press conference of my own to tell people to calm the f*ck down.The rumors have been running nonstop. One headline accuses me of cheating on Ashton because a photographer captured a photo of me leaving a hotel. Another says that I left the Grizzlies to come work for the Stars. Oh, and the best one so far, I had a fight with Ashton and put a hex on the team before fleeing Chicago.Yeah, I guess I’m some sort of magical witch now.To make all of this oh so much better, Martin is an arrogant as*hole who definitely has an alcohol addiction and possibly even a drug addiction. I haven’t quite found proof of that one, but I’ve been working on it.The only thing keeping me even remotely sane right now is Ashton texting and calling me every day. He even went as far as to have flowers delivered to my hotel room yesterday. It had been such an exhausting day. I think I cried f

Elizabeth’s POV:I’m holed up in my hotel room watching the Grizzlies game on a sports network. The hotel manager had assured me earlier that no reporters would be able to reach me while in the hotel, but I knew better than to even risk setting foot outside my room.When my stomach was growling like a wild animal, I broke down and ordered room service. I went as far as to instruct them to simply knock twice and leave the cart outside.As I watched the game, I reviewed the documents my lawyer had already submitted to Jameson on my behalf to terminate my contract. I might have to pay a hefty fine for doing so, but I could care less about money right now. I just wanted to be free from such a degrading and toxic environment.The detective I had spoken with earlier today had promised to keep me up to date on the status of their investigation. I know that Martin will deny my allegations, and that Jameson and his staff will try to bury it all, but they’ll soon learn that they pissed off the

Elizabeth’s POV:Ashton held me close to his side and reassured me that this would all be over with soon.The police had just escorted Martin out of the building in handcuffs. Members of the press were now swarming around both Jameson and us, overly eager for any little sound bite they could get from us.Jameson attempted to play dumb, repeating “No comment at this time.”Naturally, this caused them to turn their attention towards us, and I wasn’t about to keep my mouth shut. I looked over at Jameson and gave him one last chance. “Jameson, this is your chance to do the right thing.”His face paled, but he was determined to stay the course. “Elizabeth, we have a contract. I expect you to respect that.”My whole body trembled as I laughed at his arrogance. “Had a contract, Jameson. And nowhere in that agreement did it say that I had to endure sexual assault.”I turned towards the crowd, which continued to grow larger by the second. They deserved to know the truth, not some well-crafted,

Elizabeth’s POV:Damn, these San Diego fans really love their gossip! I’ve spent the past half hour answering questions and taking selfies with the crowd seated next to me in the stands. Thankfully, they’ve all been very kind, and I’ve actually enjoyed interacting with them.I took a moment to glance out at the field and saw Ashton making his way towards my section. I hurried down to the first row to greet him.“I see you’re making friends with the local fans. I hope you’re not switching sides on me!”Playfully pinching his cheek, I smiled and assured him, “You and the Grizzlies always have my heart, Tate. Though I do love the weather out here.”Ashton reached up and tickled my waist, causing me to squeal like a little schoolgirl. Everyone was now watching us.“Well, maybe we can vacation here in the off-season.”I leaned over the wall to kiss him. “Maybe. For now, focus on winning this game.”He threaded his hand through my hair, pulling me in closer for a deeper kiss. Giving the fa

Ashton’s POV:“Elizabeth Marie Mason, if you don’t hurry up, we’re going to be late for the start of the memorial ceremony!”I poked my head in the bathroom door and watched as she fussed with her unruly curls. Her reflection in the mirror showed that her face was scrunched up in frustration, which I found adorable.She huffed, “Charles has been planning this ceremony for a month now. The game is being featured as ESPN's game of the week. I need to look my best!”Liz’s eyes shot daggers at me as I couldn’t hold back my laughter.“Baby, you could throw on a burlap sack, and you’d still be the most beautiful woman in the stadium. Relax. This is going to be a very special day for you.”You don’t know just how special. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I stepped back into our bedroom, letting her finish, and checked my phone.Malcolm: [Are you ready for today?]Ashton: [More than ready, but Liz is stressing herself out over her appearance right now. She’s been in the bathroom for thirty minu