Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Celebrity crush became my husband : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

~Raxon~The bright lights in the arena felt like they were burning holes straight into my eyes tonight. The loud cheering from the crowd just sounded like annoying buzzing in my ears.My head felt heavy and confused with all the sadness about my mom and the messy problems waiting for me at the mansion.I literally could not focus on the puck, I could not focus on my positioning, and my performance on the ice was falling apart.This was an important playoff game, the kind of big match where I usually did well and beat the competition.But tonight, I played horribly from the very first second the whistle blew. I missed two wide-open, easy shots in the first period that I could usually make with my eyes closed.My skates felt like they were stuck in mud, and my bad passing made our team fall behind by three goals."Get your head in the game, Raxon!" the coach screamed from the bench, hitting his plastic clipboard against the boards as I skated past. "What the hell are you doing out there

✤Nadia✤I literally could not breathe inside that house anymore. The environment inside the mansion was suffocating and hostile, especially after the whole disaster with the missing necklace.Every single corner of that estate felt like a trap, and walking down the hallways made my stomach twist into painful knots.I stopped eating in the dining room entirely because I could not stand the way Shantel smirked at me or the way Raxon treated me like I was a piece of garbage.To keep myself from losing my mind, I began spending almost all my time away from the estate. I searched for refuge at the small, messy apartment belonging to my fiercely loyal best friend, Anne.Her place was tiny compared to the mansion, but it was the only spot in the whole city where I felt safe and normal. It felt like home. I could sit on her couch without looking over my shoulder every two seconds."You look exhausted, Nadia," Anne said, sliding a hot mug into my hands as she sat down across from me at her

~Nadia~Raxon looked like he wanted to jump out of his seat and rip the papers right out of the lawyer's hands, but he stayed frozen, his eyes burning with a dark, harsh rage.I gripped the armrests of my chair so hard my fingernails dug straight through the fabric.Mr. Vance looked down at the paper and began reading in a loud, clear voice that echoed through the entire mansion parlor. "I, Joan Elizabeth Raxon, being of sound mind and body, do hereby amend my previous directives regarding the distribution of my primary assets upon my passing. I explicitly revoke the clause designating my son, Raxon, as the sole beneficiary of my estate holdings.""What did you just say?" Raxon screamed, standing up so fast his chair flew backward and banged against the wall."Sit down, Raxon, or I will have the security team enter the room," Mr. Vance said, his voice turning incredibly sharp as he looked up over his glasses. "I am going to finish reading the text exactly as it was written and signe

~Nadia~This was becoming tiring. I couldn't get a single minute of peace around this place. I didn't even need to turn on the television to know what happened.The big iron gates at the edge of the property usually kept the noise from the outside world away. Today, they were the only thing keeping a mob from walking all over the front lawn.I stood by the tall windows in the upstairs hallway, peeking through a slit in the curtains.The street was full of news vans with satellite dishes aimed at the sky. Paparazzi stood on their car roofs, taking pictures of the house whenever a curtain moved.Yesterday, the news was all about Raxon. The sports channels had been looping the footage of his hockey suspension, discussing his ruined career and his violent outburst on the ice. Of course they also blamed me for that like I played the damn sport.Now, nobody cared about a suspended athlete. The headlines shifted entirely to the girl who used to clean up his messes.The press somehow got

~Nadia~The air in the large house felt stuffy, like a storm was about to start inside the walls before it even hit the roof outside.I was walking across the grand hallway, heading toward the stairs, when a shadow moved from the corner.Raxon stepped right into my path, blocking me from moving forward.His anger from earlier was gone, replaced by a chilling, desperate coldness that made my skin crawl. He looked like he had not slept in days, his eyes sunken and dark.He held a crumpled piece of paper in his right hand, shaking it slightly as he stared down at me."You're going to sign this hockey contract right now, Nadia," Raxon said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper that vibrated in the quiet hall. "I'm not asking you nicely anymore. My entire life is on this piece of paper, and you're not going to ruin it."I didn't move back an inch, keeping my feet planted firmly on the cold marble floor. I looked at the contract in his hand, then looked back up at his pale face.