All Chapters of Faking Forever With My Ex's Rival : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Melina's POV I stared at her, a load of anger in my gut and even more formed at the next words she uttered. “You really don't want us starting on the wrong foot, Melina, I am actually interested in bridging the gap between us,” she lied, and I wondered how she thought I wouldn't know she was lying blatantly considering we had been friends for so long. “And I am supposed to accept and believe it right after you toss your betrayal in my face like it's a badge of honor to fuck your friend's boyfriend?” I asked her, bringing all the fire that existed inside of me along. I hated how I was going to be considered the uncool and intense one for wanting to address something as deceitful as that, to me, betraying me like that meant she could actually kill me.I was once again reconsidering doing this whole thing with her. “Your brain is doing too much and unnecessary gymnastics, Melina,” she said, laughing awkwardly like I was overreacting. “You can't take a little banter? We would be work

Jace's POV I was the devil spawn, no doubt about it.I didn't have any tangible reason why I had chosen to bait and fluster her even more than she already was but as I had seen her standing by the door, looking so flushed and fucking gorgeous, I felt it would be way too rude not to poke her even more.Just a little more. She was squirming as I got closer to her, her eyes widened at my words and her lips slightly parted. “What? I have no idea what you're talking about.”I raised a brow, narrowing my eyes. “You have no idea about the hot phone sex we had only last night, you were screaming my name through those damn phones with so much fervor that I feared I was going to leave the rest of the team and show up here.”She went pink and the sight caused blood to rush to my dick.She stepped away from me, a horrified look on her face.“Am I scaring you?” “Shut up.” She muttered, her voice low and with no real sting. “Why are you being so defensive?” I asked her, smirking as I decided t

Foster's POV“Oh my God, what were you thinking?” Tristan barked at me as he tore into the room, he was angry, it wasn't hard to know with how red his face was and his fist clenched to his side but I knew he knew better than to cross any damn lines. I stood up to meet his height, he was a breath taller than me but I was broader and I wouldn't let him intimidate me. “That the bastard has been getting away with more things than anybody else, he needs to be humbled!”“Well doing it on national TV and scrutiny would now be heavier around you both! Didn't you think of the foolishness of all of that?” He asked, breathing hard and his girlfriend also got up. She had been seated at the other end of the room, avoiding me completely, she didn't like me and it wasn't bad because I equally despised me but I knew that before this ended, I was going to fuck her.“I am asking him the same thing!” She spat and I rolled my eyes, they were dumb.Plain stupid and I wondered how they didn't see it. “N

‎TRISTAN‎Days after and I still couldn't stop thinking about what Foster had said, and even now as I sat on the fence, Chloe between my legs, I knew I couldn't continue lying to myself that I was intentionally being a coward about this whole situation.‎‎It may appear that my brain hadn't fully grasped that Melina was no longer mine, it was almost three months since I cheated and she immediately switched ships and I was still finding it hard to believe. ‎‎She was supposed to be mine until I got tired. ‎‎I was supposed to have her under my fingers. ‎‎"What are you thinking?" Chloe asked me as she stared up at me, starry eyes filled with want and desire.‎‎I wish I could mirror it but since the thrill of running behind Melina's back to be with her no longer existed, it was irritating still talking to her but I couldn't let her go, not just yet. There were a lot of things I needed her to do for me before that happened. ‎‎"Nothing, we'd have to leave here soon. trai

Jace's POV “I can't believe you have to work with Wyatt, I don't like him. He is a slimy motherfucker,” Melina muttered, adjusting her position on the seat, her voice a little loud so I could hear her over the music playing. “I would be scared of you did like him,” I answered dryly, I could always handle my things well, none of those motherfuckers really had anything to say about me or to me and I revelled in that fact but they drew the line enough to cover Melina, it was just plain disrespectful.Tristan had drawn the line, I was going to cross it and make sure I reminded him where his place was. It was one thing to be a hateful fucker but going to her house a threatening her? That drew several battle lines. I was barely in the moment, all I could think of was what I was going to do to him, how I was going to do it and when I would. “You don't seem to understand me, I hate them with every living breath in me, how can he say that? How can he do that?” Melina asked, she was pink wi