All Chapters of Power Play With My Fake Boyfriend : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1: My Life Was Ruined in Ten Seconds“What the hell is this?” I hissed, my stomach dropping as my face exploded across the giant screen beside Nate Callahan’s cocky grin. The charity event crowd went wild, cheering and stomping like it was the championship game.The host grinned wide into the mic. “Boston University, give it up for our newest Rink & Romance couple Ivy Chen and Captain Nate Callahan!”I shot to my feet. “No. This is a mistake. I’m not dating him. Shut it down right now.”Ethan grabbed my arm tight from behind. “Ivy, sit. You’re making a scene.”“Making a scene? They just blasted my face up there with him!” I ripped my arm free. “Nate, tell them. Say it’s bullshit.”Nate pushed through the swarm, jaw clenched. “You think I set this up? They blindsided me too, Ivy. Five minutes ago.”A reporter shoved a phone in my face. “Ivy, how long have you two been sneaking around? That tension looks electric.”“Electric? I barely know the guy.” My voice shook. “Ethan, what

Chapter 3: Stuck to You“These handcuffs are digging into my skin already,” I said, yanking my arm and dragging Nate closer as we headed to morning class. “Slow down or we both trip.”Nate adjusted his fingers around mine, warm and steady. “You keep pulling. We have to move as one or we look ridiculous. Producers are eating this up.”“Eating up my misery,” I shot back. “We’re late because you took forever brushing your teeth while I stood there chained to you.”He laughed softly. “You stared the whole time. Complaining nonstop. Fans probably think we’re into that kind of thing.”“Into it?” I stopped dead, forcing him to turn with me. Our bodies bumped. “In your dreams, Captain. This is torture. How do you even manage practice, classes, and now being glued to me?”Nate looked down at me, eyes tired. “I barely do. The team wants me to lead every drill, fix every rookie screw-up, and smile perfectly for the scouts. Being captain means carrying all of it on my back.”“You look wiped out,”

Chapter 5: The Kiss That Changed Everything“This kissing challenge is taking over everything,” I said, pacing the living room while cameras tracked me. “Contestants are placing bets on how long it’ll last. Social media is flooded with predictions. Producers are acting like this is the season finale.”Nate leaned against the wall, arms crossed, eyes following me. “You’ve been obsessing over it all day. Nervous, Ivy? It’s just a kiss for the cameras. Part of the contract. Means nothing, right?”“Nothing?” I stopped right in front of him. “Then why does my stomach flip every time I think about it? Our teasing turned into straight flirting days ago. Every argument now feels like foreplay. Every look you give me makes my skin heat up. Don’t pretend you don’t feel the same tension.”He pushed off the wall and closed the distance. “I feel it. Every brush of your hand. Every time you lean into me when you think no one’s watching. But we will sell it tonight. Millions live. Cameras right in o

CHAPTER 7: ACCIDENTALLY DOMESTICIvy's POVThe schedule said Marcus and Priya had the cooking challenge. The schedule was wrong."There's been a mix-up," the producer said, not even bothering to sound sorry about it. "New pairing. Ivy and Nate.""Of course it is," I muttered.Nate appeared beside me a second later, already in an apron, already looking like he wanted to argue and already knowing it wouldn't work."Guess we're cooking," he said."Guess so."We were assigned a station in the middle of the kitchen set, cameras mounted on every angle, ingredients piled in front of us with a card that read: Italian night. Forty-five minutes."Can you cook?" I asked."I can grill things. That's the extent of my talent.""So no.""I said I can grill things.""That's a survival skill, not a talent."He picked up a garlic clove and held it like it might attack him. "Fine. Teach me."I took the clove from his hand before he did something tragic to it. "You smash it first. Like this." I brought t

CHAPTER 9: UNINVITEDIvy's POVThe announcement came during breakfast, delivered with the kind of forced enthusiasm producers only used when they knew a twist would blow up ratings."Please welcome our newest arrival," the host said on the monitor mounted above the kitchen. "Nate's ex, Camila Reyes."The room went quiet. I looked at Nate. His fork stopped halfway to his mouth, and every ounce of color drained out of his face."You're kidding," he said.Nobody was kidding.Camila walked in twenty minutes later, trailed by two producers and a camera crew that couldn't stop grinning. She was beautiful in the effortless way that made it impossible to hate her on sight, which somehow made it worse."Nate," she said, sweet as poison. "Long time.""What are you doing here?""I signed a contract. Same as everyone else." Her eyes slid to me, slow, assessing. "You must be Ivy. I've heard so much.""Can't say the same," I said.She smiled like that amused her.I didn't say a word for the rest of