Todos os capítulos de Fake Dating My Ex’s Rival Hockey Captain : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

AUTHOR’S NOTEI wrote this chapter while listening to Minefields by Faouzia and John Legend, and I found the song incredibly fitting for Cassian’s emotional struggle in this chapter. I’d love for you to listen to it, too, so we can share the same feelings and perhaps understand his conflicting emotions a little better.And please, bear with our grumpy bear, Cassian, as he struggles to navigate his feelings and overcome his fears. ❤️CASSIAN’S POVThose eyes.I had let her walk away… and now I was kneeling beating myself up when I could just…I should go after her and explain that she was right about the fact that I was letting my past meddle with our present… Anything was better than letting her leave thinking I was capable of hurting her.My hand reached for the door handle, then stopped.What the hell was I going to say?I’m sorry? That wasn’t enough.I didn’t mean to scare you? That sounded like a poorly put together excuse.I was angry, and at that moment all I could see was Isabe

VIOLETTA’S POVI had come to the conclusion that if I kept myself busy enough, I wouldn’t have time to think about anything else. And voilà… here I was.Although my plan was a little flawed, considering I had spent the last three hours reading the same paragraph without understanding a single word.My laptop sat open on the coffee table while I sat cross-legged on the couch, surrounded by notebooks, printed articles, and a half-empty cup of coffee that had gone cold about an hour ago.I had finals coming up alongside my research project. There was absolutely no reason to sit around feeling sorry for myself over a man.A man who needed to realize I didn’t fucking bite… judging by the dark circles under his eyes the last time I saw him it was obvious he wasn’t okay and the finals were just so close.I really shouldn’t care. I was angry at him.A sigh escaped my lips as I sat up, dragging my fingers across the keyboard before deleting the sentence again. I restarted, only to delete it on

VIOLETTA’S POVThat was how I lost my texting privileges for the night.The bar was already crowded when we arrived with loud music drifting through the dark night and to top that, it was just so busy and chaotic. I stopped just inside the entrance, causing Ollie to nearly walk into me.“What happened?” Panic slipped into his voice. The way he was pampering me, anyone would think I was a child.I glanced around and leaned in. “It’s… crowded.”He looked at the room, then back at me with a blank expression. “Yes. That’s generally what happens when people go out on a Friday night.”I eyed him, even though I had been expecting his sarcasm.He caught my hand. “Come on, Red. Let’s get you a drink.”Catching my frown, he burst into laughter while I followed him reluctantly through the crowd towards the bar.We found a small table and he ordered drinks for both of us, and the moment I sat down, my hand went for my phone.He let me.Like a starved thing, I opened Cassian’s chat and typed.Me:

VIOLETTA’S POV“Logan?”He flashed me a smirk, his hold around my waist tightening.“I missed you so much, Vee…”I snapped my hands up against his face, shutting him up, and shoved him back before he could get any closer. I straightened as I did.Not today.“Move on with your life,” I said, shrugging out of his arms.I walked a few steps away, then stopped and turned back.“And if I find out you and that little slut of yours had anything to do with the shit running all over the internet about me…” I paused and flashed him a smirk. “I promise you, I will ruin you and our little fucking career.”I left him behind yelling my name like a rabid dog. When he realized I wasn’t paying him any attention, he said something along the lines of how I would regret threatening him.Yeah, yeah. Get in line, asshole.The only thing I regretted was not doing it sooner. I still had pictures, videos, and texts of his narcissistic apologies and the icing on top would be proving his obsessive behavior that

VIOLETTA’S POVI braced one hand against the wall and the other in his wet hair as I began moving against his mouth. His hands held my hips but failed to keep me still… I rocked against his hips against his lips while moans spilled out of me.I was pretty sure everyone in the apartment could hear me.Every stroke of his tongue left me a writhing mess, and when I came, a sharp cry tore from my throat as my body clenched around nothing. The pleasure rolled through me in heavy waves while I kept moving through it greedily, and before my other leg could give out, he stood and held me up.Once I had calmed, he turned me to face the wall and entered me from behind in one deep thrust. His hands gripped my hips as he drove into me hard, and I pushed back to meet every stroke.“Fuck…yes, just like that…” moans tore from my throat as he slammed deeper.“You feel that?” he growled against my ear. “Taking me so fucking well… fuck Vee I missed you so fucking much!”“Don’t stop! oh my God, Cassia