All Chapters of Puck me. I’m yours: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Third Person:Marcus and Chloe didn't come out for a while, but everyone had heard their scandalous, shameless moans, which lasted for hours. That evening, many hadn't expected to see Chloe show her face in the private area at all, but there she was, at the pool with the cheer squad, laughing and swimming as if nothing had happened. Chelsea had long since recovered and returned to practice, though she did well to keep a low profile; after all, people hardly forget issues over money.The team had stepped out to relax while waiting for Kingsgrove's match coming up on Friday. Whoever was currently playing was of no real importance, minor teams lucky enough to have made it this far into the regional rink. As the team swarmed the water, Chelsea and her friends lingered at the surface, carefully displaying their glowing skin, and it wasn't long before three men wandered over. But no one dared approach Chloe. She was Marcus's woman, and none of them wanted to fight another man over her. Viol

Liam:The moment I walked into Hendricks's new office, the cold breeze from the AC hit me before his face even came into view. He sat behind the small desk, arms crossed over his chest, watching me with a stern look."Marcus is only causing trouble," I said before I could hold myself back."I know," he answered, gaze still hardened."Then why did you call me in here? You're giving him the impression he can do whatever he wants, and I don't like it." Hendricks pointed to the empty chair."Sit." His voice carried a seriousness I didn't like, but I dropped into it anyway."It's no secret you and Marcus are going at each other, but it shouldn't affect the team.""Don't you think this conversation should be for his ears and not mine, Coach?" Hendricks shot me a stern look, and I quickly shut up."I just received a new room change order. Evan's moving into Marcus's room, and Marcus gets the room to himself." My stomach tightened with every word."Liam..." Coach said when I stayed too quiet.

Liam:The time for the party was announced in the group chat, and Marcus kept insisting everyone arrive early. I wasn't in a hurry; beer's never been to my liking anyway, but like before, he rallied the others, and they stood at my door refusing to leave until I agreed to ride along, so reluctantly, I joined the early train.The bus carried us in, though the driver made it clear everyone was responsible for arranging their own ride home, and we all agreed. Marcus was first to offer to book rides for anyone who couldn't, and I just watched from the side like a piece of wallpaper. Some started with shots, moved on to whiskey, and within two hours, most of them were fully drunk. My gaze never left Marcus, and from the other end of the room, Derek kept an eye on everyone else.I'd expected Marcus to show up with Chloe, but instead he arrived with a brunette who looked far too similar to Violet for it to be a coincidence."Someone's trying to make you jealous," Derek texted."A fake will a

Third PersonBefore Crestview travelled to Silverfort, someone paid them an unexpected visit. It was during one of those usual warm-ups on the ice when they noticed him. The man sat, his eyes shielded behind sunglasses. Visitors were not something they received every day, not because they were undeserving, but because they had not risen to that standard. The moment they rounded up their warm-up, the team gathered. Everyone was already talking about the stranger who was yet to leave.Crestview's coach turned and smiled. "This is Papi, and he has a proposal for us," he said, and the man came down, removing his dark sunglasses. For a moment, the players just stared in awe. He not only looked breathtaking but also damn handsome."Hello, everyone," Papi greeted, and the team quickly chorused a unified hello. "I won't be taking much of your time, as you have so much to cover in so little time. I watched your last game with Ashgrove, and I think you have the potential to turn the tide around

Third Person:Three years ago, I became friends with Chloe. Our bond blossomed quickly, and we rented together. She made me understand she was a wealthy heiress who loved to live up to her status, and like everyone else, I didn't buy that bullshit. But I didn't call her out on the lie. I thought she was just trying to look big. Everyone was doing it, and since it didn't affect our friendship, I didn't see a reason to pay attention to it. But some things began slipping. The bags she carried were all designer, and even after missing an entire course, she would still manage to pass with good grades, and not once did she borrow my books. Even the times she would leave home for days and come back loaded with expensive goods and cash. Looking back now, it did make sense why Marcus would love her. After all, he had always had a thing for women who could afford his meal and theirs. He was more comfortable living off each other. Well, they say some people are blessed with a good memory, but