NADIA MY RIVAL “What the fuck is your problem? Don’t you ever have anything better to do aside from always getting on my nerves, you little piece of shit?” Nadia screamed, voice sharp enough to cut through the post-game noise on the court. Her chest heaved, her skin glowing with sweat under the lights, full breasts straining against her sports bra as she glared pure fire at me. God, she’s stunning when she’s pissed. That fire only made me want her more.I smirked, my heart racing. I’ve been hooked on her for years—the rivalry, the clashes, the way her body felt pressed against mine during every aggressive play. But saying it out loud? Risky. Still, I couldn’t stay away anymore.The game had been brutal and charged. I guarded her tight, bodies slamming, my hands lingering on her waist, thighs brushing hers. She shoved back every time, but I felt the hitch in her breath, the way her nipples peaked. We won, but all I cared about was her furious, beautiful face afterward.In the locke
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