All Chapters of The Sports King Secret Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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chapter eleven

CHAPTER ELEVENSOPHIE’S POV“I said I went too far,” I look ahead because looking at him feels too close to stepping on broken glass. “You can stop acting like I stabbed you with a real knife.”His jaw tightens, but his eyes stay on the road. “Some words know exactly where to cut.”My chest twists, and I hate that he makes guilt sound like something I planned. “You are the last person alive who should lecture me about cutting people.”His eyes cut to mine for half a second, sharp enough to make my breath stumble. “I never said I was innocent.”That shuts me up for one stupid breath. Adrian Cole admitting damage feels wrong, like a storm standing in the middle of a ruined house and saying it saw the roof fall.He drives off before I can find a reply, and the afternoon sun slides over his face like it is trying to expose everything he keeps hiding. I hate that I notice the tiredness around his eyes, and I hate more that I care enough to notice.“Are you taking me home?” I ask, forcing m

chapter twelve

CHAPTER TWELVESOPHIE’S POVThe words slide too close to the truth, and I look away before my face betrays me. The afternoon sun is too bright for secrets, but somehow Adrian still manages to hide behind that smirk.Adrian stands in the middle of the field like the whole world can burn as long as his plan survives. I hate that even after everything, my eyes still know how to find him too easily.“So what now?” I ask, folding my arms because my chest still feels too open. “What other part of my life are you planning to borrow without permission?”His mouth curves, but his eyes stay serious. “We sell it.”I stare at him. “Sell what, your madness or my remaining peace?”“Us,” he says, and the word lands too close to my ribs. “The school saw the kiss, the car, and the front seat, so now we make them believe it was all on purpose.”My stomach twists because us sounds wrong from his mouth, but not wrong enough. “There is no us, Adrian. There is you creating problems and me suffering from yo

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER THIRTEENADRIAN’S POV“NO!!!”The dream comes back like it has been waiting for me to get weak. It is not clear, but it never needs to be clear to ruin me.My mother’s voice cracks through the dark, my father’s shadow fills the doorway, and I am a kid again with useless hands. I woke up with sweat on my neck and my fingers twisted hard into the sheets.For one ugly second, I am not Adrian Cole, not the soccer king, not the guy people step aside for. I am just that boy standing outside a room while his mother’s pain fills the house.I drag air into my lungs and sit up fast. The room is quiet, expensive, perfect, and still feels like a cage with better

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEENADRIAN’S POV“Sophie,” I say, my voice lower now. The pause stretches one second too long, and I already hate the answer.“Daniel is coming over,” she says quickly. “We already planned to study.”Study, right, of course. Freshmen and their innocent little lies.“No,” I say. Why did i say no? And why does it bother me if they are going to be alone together? She laughs once, sharp and offended enough to make my jaw tighten.“Did you just say no to my plans?” she asks. I reach the bottom of the stairs and

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEENADRIAN’S POVBy the time I reach Sophie’s street, my patience has already died, buried, and probably refusing resurrection. My father has poisoned my morning, I still had practice, and Sophie is about to learn I am not in the mood to lose anything today.I was parked in front of her house and pressed my horn once, calm and decent like a fake boyfriend with manners. She didn't come out, which means she had chosen war before breakfast.I press it again, longer this time, and the sharp sound cuts through the quiet street like my irritation has finally found a voice. A curtain in the next compound shifts, and some old man glares at me like I personally came to destroy his blood pressure.I smile at him through the windshield, because I am already too annoyed to be anybody’s respectful young man. He shuts the curtain, and I decide at least one person on this street has survival instincts.My phone rings before I horn again, and Sophie’s name lights my screen like trouble ca

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEENADRIAN’S POVSophie stays quiet for exactly three minutes, which is longer than I expected and somehow more dangerous than her threats. Silence from her does not feel peaceful; it feels like a blade she is sharpening beside me.I glanced at her, and she found her staring out the window like the side of her face has personally rejected me. Her arms are folded, her jaw is tight, and every part of her looks like she regrets entering my car but refuses to give me the satisfaction of saying it.“You are very loud for someone not talking,” I say. I need her anger back because her silence leaves too much room for my father’s voice.She does not look at me. “You are very alive for someone who keeps begging for death.”I smile before I can stop myself, and the morning feels less poisoned for one stupid second. “I was starting to miss you.”“Miss me quietly.”“I tried,” I say. “It hurt.”“Good.”That word should annoy me, but it settles in the car like a match striking in the d

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEENSOPHIE’S POVFor three full seconds, I forgot how to breathe. Adrian Cole had just said the most ridiculous thing with the calm confidence of a boy who had never been slapped enough in life.The empty field suddenly felt too wide, too quiet, and too interested in my embarrassment. Even the sun felt like it had paused to watch me lose my mind.“I beg your actual pardon?” I asked, because killing him immediately would have interrupted the conversation. My voice sounded calm, which was impressive because my soul had already packed its bags.Adrian’s mouth curved like he had been waiting for that exact reaction. “Relax, freshman, I meant we needed to see how well you could pretend.”“Pretend what?” I asked, folding my arms before my hands exposed me. “That I enjoy breathing the same air as you?”“That would be a miracle,” he said, stepping closer. “I meant pretending to like me.”I stared at him like he had insulted the entire human race. “That is not training, Adrian, t

Chapter Eighteen

CHAPTER EIGHTEENSOPHIE’S POVThey thought fear would make me run.The problem with that assumption was that fear had never been the emotion people managed to keep inside me for long, because anger always arrived afterward and burned everything softer out of the way.Later that afternoon, I found myself sitting alone on the bleachers in the middle of Adrian’s stupidly private training field, while pretending to read a book my brain had already abandoned twenty minutes ago.The place stretched endlessly around us with nothing but open grass, quiet wind, and the occasional sound of Adrian’s cleats tearing across the field like even the ground struggled to keep up with him.It was unfairly peaceful, and somehow that made him worse, because Adrian Cole already had enough things working in his favor without adding golden sunlight and solitude to the list, yet there he was moving across the field like some athlete commercial brought to life purely to ruin my concentration.Adrian Cole was s

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen Sophie's pov“What if your acting skills collapse again because I touch your waist?”I closed the notebook aggressively.“We are moving on.”Adrian looked entirely too pleased with himself after that, and unfortunately the memory of yesterday refused to leave me alone.The worst part was realizing he noticed every single reaction I tried hiding from him.“How long does this contract even last?” he asked eventually, although his tone grew quieter afterward. “Isn’t this arrangement supposed to be temporary?”“It is temporary,” I answered quickly while avoiding his eyes. “Just long enough to expose whoever is behind the messages.”“And after that?”The question landed strangely between us.“After that,” I replied carefully while avoiding Adrian’s eyes, “you return to annoying the female population and I return to peace.”The words sounded confident leaving my mouth, but something about saying after that suddenly made this arrangement feel more temporary than I expected.

chapter twenty

CHAPTER TWENTYSOPHIE’S POVHe actually winked at me?But the real question is why is my face red?The headlights disappeared slowly down the street while I stood there staring longer than necessary, and the worst part was realizing my body reacted before my pride could remind me that Adrian Cole was a problem, not a possibility.This is bad,not Adrian, not the fake relationship… but me, because I was beginning to understand something terrifying about attraction; it stopped feeling harmless the second somebody learned how to stay inside your thoughts after leaving.I finally forced myself inside the house before my neighbors started wondering why I was standing outside smiling at absolutely nothing, and the silence greeting me indoors felt softer than the chaos Adrian naturally carried around him.Mom was already asleep upstairs, the kitchen lights glowed faintly against the quiet walls, and for one peaceful second it almost felt like my life hadn’t completely spiraled into an emotion

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