All Chapters of Playing Pretend With The Mafia Hockey Star : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Yara's POV I should have known something was wrong when I didn't see my name on the guest list.Jeriah hadn't told me about the press conference. I found out the same way everyone else did. A notification on my phone that morning. Volkov Sports signing ceremony. Jeriah Hart officially joining the team. Red carpet. Cameras. The whole thing.I even had to show the security guards multiple photos of us together before he finally let me in.Seven years together and he forgot to mention it.I told myself he was probably nervous. That he had a lot going on. That I would show up, surprise him, and he would pull me close in front of the cameras and say something about how I was the reason he made it this far.That was my whole thought on the train over.The venue was packed when I arrived. Suits and cameras everywhere. Sports journalists with microphones. Volkov Sports banners hanging from every wall. The kind of event filled with people who had never struggled a day in their lives.I spotte

Yara’s POVI stood there staring at the apartment door like if I looked hard enough, it would unlock itself.It didn’t.The brass knob had been changed.The deadbolt too.I noticed the black trash bags were stuffed with everything I owned.For a second, I just stood there.My ripped gown clung to my thighs. My mascara had dried sticky beneath my eyes. My chest still hurts from screaming Jeriah’s name.Now this.“Looking for something?”I turned sharply.Mr. Huxley, my landlord, leaned against the building wall with a smirk that made my skin crawl. He was in his mid-fifties with greasy hair and a wedding ring yet his eyes always lingered too long where they shouldn’t.My stomach twisted.“You changed the locks?” My voice came out hoarse. “Is there a problem?”He shrugged. “You’re behind on rent.”“I was three days late.”“Still late.”My throat tightened so badly I nearly couldn’t breathe.“You can’t do this. You can’t evict someone like this. There’s a legal process.”He laughed.“Sav

Kieran’s POVThe second the hotel girl disappeared around the corner, I stepped out from behind the wall.Yara Quinn startled so hard she nearly stumbled backward.Interesting.She hadn’t screamed.Most witnesses definitely would have, but she just stood there in that ruined dress, fists clenched at her sides, blue eyes too wide and too bright in her pale face.Terrified, humiliated and furious.I liked the furious part better.Behind me, Pavel, one of my guards, took one step forward.I lifted a hand without looking at him.He stopped.My gaze stayed on her.Yara Quinn. Jeriah Hart’s, our new recruit's, discarded ex. Law student.Broke, according to her friend.Homeless, according to her friend.Vulnerable...according to her friend.And currently in possession of a video that could become very inconvenient for me, for the entire family actually.She swallowed hard and took a step back. “Stay away from me.”My mouth almost twitched. Did she really think she has a choice here, talk mor