Semua Bab The Captain Doesn't Know I'm A Girl : Bab 51 - Bab 60

JADE:Practice was exhausting, but I managed to get the team through it. They were fast learners, though they’d still need endless repetition to get everything down perfectly.Coach Timothy couldn't stop praising me, practically treating me like a prize trophy. That didn't sit well with Nico at all. I caught the way his eyes hardened, and I knew right then he was starting to view me as a threat.Later, I noticed him sitting by himself on the bench, swiping through his phone while taking a big gulp from his water bottle. I crept up behind him, leaning in to see what had his attention.He was scrolling through Isabella's profile. Squinting at the tiny text on his screen, I realized she had written a massive post defending him on her page.A heavy wave of guilt hit me in the chest. That was my job. I should have cleared his name, but I’d been too much of a coward to do it, and now Isabella was stepping up in my place. I decided I would film a proper video the second I got home to fix it.

Third Person pov Jace stood frozen, panic locking his joints as Nico tried calling Jade. Luckily, the call didn’t go through; it seemed like Nico was blocked. Left with no choice, Nico turned to Jace, frustration tightening his jaw."Call your sister. For some reason, her line isn't going through," Nico grumbled, his voice laced with annoyance.Jace shook his head, a slight tremor in his voice as he tried to act casual. "I suggest we just look around for her. She must be nearby."Nico’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. The mere sight of Jace was irritating enough, but he didn't want to waste energy arguing."Why don't you check over there while I go look for her in the locker room?" Jace offered, his pulse racing.To Jace’s relief, Nico gave a stiff nod and walked off without a fight. It was the perfect opening. He knew Jade was hiding in the locker room, thanks to her earlier text, Jace slipped inside and shut the heavy door behind him. Then he made his way to the bathroom, even in the d

JADE: He pulled his finger away and a small, disappointed sigh slipped past my lips. The aching pleasure vanished, leaving behind a sharp wave of soreness.Then his hot, hard cock pressed right against my entrance. Heat radiated through me, making my skin prickle with desperate anticipation. I shuffled closer, silently begging him not to stall. I needed him inside me right that second.A sharp, heavy knock on the locker room door shattered the moment."Hey guys, In case you forgot, I have an award to pick up tonight." Jace’s voice boomed from the outside, completely oblivious.Nico let out a harsh groan, his tone laced with raw frustration. "Can't it wait? We're a little busy here.""No, it can't. I'm late already, and I refuse to miss it.""Goddammit," Nico muttered under his breath, exasperated as he lifted me off him and set me on my feet. "This is exactly why your brother drives me crazy."Annoyance surged through me too, but I kept my face neutral. "We should probably go," I of

Third Person pov:The guys were speechless as they stared at Jace."Speaking about turns, as if it ever reached your turn?" Jace challenged, his voice dripping with dry amusement."It could have if she had showed up here alone," the first guy spat back, his voice thick with frustration. He slammed his fist into his open palm to look intimidating, fully aware of his physical advantage over Jace. "I see you are looking for a fight. If you want one, all you have to do is ask."Jace just smirked, unfazed. "Oh, now I understand your jealousy." He leaned in closer to Isabella, dropping his tone. "Yes, I do want to fight with you, but not with my strength. But with money." He turned his attention to her, looking at her with quiet curiosity. "Are you familiar with the manager of this club?""Yes," she mumbled, her cheeks burning with humiliation. She kept her eyes glued to the floor, completely mortified by the things the guys had blurted out. She deeply regretted bringing Jace here and could

Third Person pov:A woman parked her car far from her actual destination, preferring not to leave it anywhere near the café. Grabbing a thick brown envelope from the passenger seat, she pulled a mask over her face and set off on foot. The small tea shop was still a thirty-minute walk away, but the distance gave her time to brace herself.When she stepped inside, her eyes swept over the crowded tables, searching for the face she dreaded seeing. She spotted him in a quiet, far corner. He wore a faded black polo shirt that had washed out to a dingy gray, paired with a worn beanie. A scruffy, untamed beard ran from his jawline up to his ears, giving him an unkempt, almost homeless appearance.She drew a deep, steadying breath. Every instinct in her body recoiled, but she had no choice. Forcing her feet forward, she got to his table, she slid into the chair across from him."Hey Nora. What's with the face mask?"His voice carried a harsh, stale stench of cheap liquor that made her stomac