All Chapters of Fake Dating The Hockey Star: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"What's wrong, babe?" Ethan asked as he cupped my face.​"We... you finished inside me," I said, my eyes wide.​"Shit," he muttered, though his expression remained remarkably calm.​"I've got pills in the drawer upstairs," I said, standing up from his lap to fix my clothes while he did the same. We got out of the car, and he carried my shoes in his hands. The guards looked at us suspiciously, but they dared not say a word, respectfully bowing their heads as I rushed past them toward the stairs while Ethan chuckled lightly.​When we got into the room, I dumped my bag on the sofa and hurried over to check the nightstand drawers as Ethan settled comfortably on the couch to watch me.​"Easy, love," he said.​"That's easy for you to say," I shot back, finally finding the emergency contraceptive pills. I took them with a bottle of water from the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed, heaving a massive sigh of relief. "That was way too close," I said, holding my hand over my chest.​"You

​I woke up the next day to the scent of fresh pineapple juice, slowly opening my eyes to find Ethan standing over the bed with a tray of food.​"Good morning, baby," he greeted, setting the tray down on the nightstand.​"Good morning, babe," I responded, stretching as I sat up. He leaned down and pressed a light kiss to my lips.​"I made you breakfast," he announced proudly.​I smiled, eyeing the spread. "I can see that, Vance."​"You're so disrespectful," he teased, gently guiding me out of bed and over to the sofa.​"Oh, please," I laughed, sitting down and immediately popping a chip into my mouth. "Oh, baby, this looks so good."​"I know, love," he said, smiling as he sat beside me. "Don't you want some?"​"No, baby, I already ate."​I finished the rest of my food in comfortable silence. Afterward, we took a shower together and headed downstairs hand in hand.​We were in the living room, laughing and chatting idly, when his phone suddenly rang. It was Felix.​"Hey, man," Ethan gree

Katherine's POV ​The next day, I woke up to find Ethan still fast asleep. I stared at his handsome face, feeling a deep ache in my chest as I remembered his father’s harsh words to him the day before. Decided to do something sweet to lift his spirits, I slipped quietly out of bed, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and pulled on one of his oversized shirts that he always loved seeing me in. I tiptoed downstairs to make breakfast, even though I had no idea what I was doing or how to cook it. ​ After frantically looking up a tutorial video on how to make pasta his absolute favorite I rolled up my sleeves and got to work. About an hour later, I was finally done. I proudly applauded myself, set the dining table, and was just about to head upstairs to wake Ethan up when he walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water, already dressed in his gym gear. ​"Good morning, baby," I greeted him warmly, stepping closer and expecting our usual morning hug or kiss. ​He just looked at me bla

Katherine's POV​The past few days had been peaceful not necessarily blissful, but Ethan had been better, and I couldn't help feeling a bit relieved. I knew he was going through something he refused to talk about, but at least he wasn't taking it out on me anymore.​"Good morning, babe," I greeted him when he came into the room after his morning jog.​"How are you?" he asked casually, avoiding my gaze.​"I'm fine. How are you?" I asked, searching his face.​"Very well," he said, heading straight into the bathroom.​After he showered, I went in after him. When I was done, I came out naked, but he didn't even look at me as he sat on the sofa, pressing his phone.​"Don't you find me attractive anymore?" I asked.​"Why would you say that, Kat?" he asked, dropping his old habit of calling me baby.​"Nothing. I just noticed that you don't touch me anymore," I told him, putting on my panties while leaving my breasts bare as I applied my lotion and body perfume.​"I'm just stressed. I told yo

"Am I dreaming?" I asked myself, blinking rapidly before looking down at the notification screen again. Ethan Vance had just wired one hundred million dollars directly into my account?​The bedroom door suddenly flew open, and Camille hurried in. "I heard you gasp, cuz," she said, looking at me with deep concern.​I silently turned the phone toward her so she could read the screen, and her eyes went wide, mirroring my own shock. "Holy shit," she breathed.​"He really thinks he can just buy my forgiveness," I said, a hot wave of anger sparking through my grief. "Well, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind."​I raised the phone to call him back, but Camille instantly reached out, gently took the device from my hand, and sat down on the edge of the bed beside me.​"Listen, Kat. I'm going to be very honest with you here," she said, her voice steady and grounding. "I know you're completely shattered by this breakup, but this money is life-changing. I know you're not a gold digger, and y