All Chapters of The Rejected plump omega becomes his obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11Maeve Dinner dragged on. The main course came and went. Mia kept the jokes coming, each one dressed up as concern. She talked about how brave it was of Rowan to bring someone who had never been on this side of the cameras before. She asked if I had packed enough shapewear. She wondered out loud whether the team stylist would have time to “fix a few things” before the first public event. Sienna added little comments that sounded supportive on the surface and landed like open hands. Rowan answered every single one with short, flat sentences that left no room for more. Zayne said almost nothing. He just watched me until my skin felt too tight.When the dessert plates were finally cleared the sponsors stood up and started the round of handshakes and photo requests. People moved around the table. Glasses got refilled. Someone called for one last group shot near the windows. I stood because I had to. Rowan stayed close enough that his shoulder brushed mine every time I shifted

Chapter 13 Maeve “I know.” He kept wiping. “I’m doing it anyway. Hold still.” He moved the cloth lower, over the top of the robe, then he loosened the belt just enough to get to the sticky spots on my stomach. Every brush of the warm fabric made my skin feel too tight. I sucked in a breath and he paused for half a second like he heard it. Then he kept going. He looked up once and our faces were closer than they had been all night. I could smell the wine still on him from the restaurant and the soap from the hotel bathroom. His eyes dropped to my mouth for half a second. I felt that look all the way down to my toes. Neither of us moved for a long moment. The only sound was the soft drip of water from the cloth into the small trash bin beside the bed.Someone knocked hard on the suite door. The sound made us both jump. Rowan cursed under his breath, stood up, and went to answer it. I stayed on the bed and listened. I heard a woman’s voice saying something about the team stylist and a

Chapter 15 Maeve He didn’t stop. He just talked between licks, voice rough and close.“You tasted so good the first time. Quiet little sounds you tried to hide. Thighs shaking around my head. I felt every second of it. And I’m not done. You’re going to come again while you’re still trying to say sorry and then you’re going to stop saying his name like it belongs anywhere near us.”I was already close. The apology mixed with the way he was touching me and it made everything feel sharper. My back arched. I tried to pull away for half a second because it was too much and I was too open and then I remembered the high school stuff again and froze. He noticed. Of course he did. He pressed his forearm across my hips to keep me still and kept going until the second orgasm hit me hard enough that I couldn’t stay quiet. I came with his name in my mouth this time and my hands tight in his hair and my whole body shaking under him.He stayed there until the shaking slowed. Then he kissed the ins

Chapter 17 Maeve “I’m here to warn you. Mia is only the woman for the cameras. That’s it. Media package. Sponsors love the matching faces and the clean story. Off camera she’s something else. I’ve always still had feelings for you, Maeve. We’re mates. That doesn’t just vanish because she decided to play house with me in public. No one gets between that. Not her. Not him.”I laughed once, sharp and ugly. “Mates? Are you hearing yourself? You left. You chose her. You stood there last night while she carved me up at the table and you said nothing.”“I was watching. There’s a difference.”“There’s no difference. You let her do it.”He shrugged like it was nothing. “She needed to feel in control. I let her. But I came here because I want you to help me take him down. Rowan. The golden captain. The one who thinks he can claim whoever he wants and the whole league just falls in line.”My mouth opened and nothing came out at first. Then the words slammed together.“You want me to help you t

Chapter 19 Maeve “Easy for you to say.” I folded my arms tighter across my chest, trying to ignore the heat creeping up my face. “You’re the captain. Everyone already respects you. I’m just the curvy intern who supposedly slept her way into the claim.”The words tasted bitter the second they left my mouth. I hated saying them out loud, but pretending I hadn't seen the comments or heard the whispers would have been a lie.His expression changed immediately. The amusement disappeared from his face, replaced by something much darker. His jaw tightened, and he took one slow step toward me.“Is that really what you think?” he asked quietly.“I think it’s what everyone else thinks.”“They don’t matter.”“They do when they won’t stop talking.”He let out a sound that was half laugh and half growl, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’re listening to people who don’t know a single thing about us.”“How am I supposed to ignore it? Every headline is about me. Every comment says I trapped you o