All Chapters of The Rival's Forbidden Girl : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

“I'm serious, Isla.”I stared at my brother. “So am I.”Ethan rubbed a hand over his face, clearly trying not to lose his temper. We were standing outside the arena now, and the cold air was doing absolutely nothing to cool down the argument. “Why do you care so much?” I asked.“Because he's not someone you should be around.”“That isn't an answer.”“It is.”“No, it isn't.” I argued back. Ethan sighed. “Roman isn't a good person.”I almost laughed. “That's rich coming from the guy who spent half the game trying to knock people's heads off.”“That's different, it's a game.”“Of course it is.”He gave me a warning look. “Isla.”I crossed my arms. “You're being ridiculous.”“I know him.”“No, you just hate him.”“Yes.”“Then how am I supposed to know whether anything you're saying is actually true?”His expression changed. For a second, he looked less angry and more tired. “You don't understand.”“Then explain it.”He looked away. “It's complicated.”I stared at him. “That's what peopl

I spent most of the night telling myself I wasn't thinking about Roman Hayes.I was lying.My laptop had been open for nearly an hour, the same paragraph staring back at me from the screen, I had only written three sentences for my article and deleted two of them.My mind kept replaying the conversation from yesterday. "You don't seem scared of me."I still didn't know why that sentence bothered me so much. Or was he right? I wasn't scared of him.Roman was Ethan's rival for goodness sake, the last person I should be seen with.My phone buzzed, I picked it up and looked at the notification at my screen. It was Maya. "Guurll.... you alive?"This girl always knows how to make me smile. I opened her text and replied ASAP. "Unfortunately."Her reply came almost immediately. "Thinking about hockey boy?"I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Go to sleep.""That's a yes."I tossed my phone onto the bed and leaned back in my chair. “This is ridiculous,” I muttered to myself.It was... Yess Isla. I

My entire body went cold when I saw Ethan, it was as though the ground should open and swallow me up. Roman was still sitting in front of me, his legs open while his hands rested on my messy hair. My fingers were still curled on his dick, the tip pointing right into my mouth like a gun. Ethan's eyes dropped to Roman's hand then to me, then back to Roman.“What…” His voice trailed off slowly. I quickly stepped away from Roman, skeptical about what to say next. “Ethan, wait.” I walked up to him. He didn't say anything, he just stared at me. I could see disappointment and regret mixed with anger written all over his face. I'd seen my brother angry before. I knew what he looked like when someone pissed him off, when his team lost, when someone crossed a line but this one looked different.He looked genuinely stunned like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. “Isla,” he said again.“It's not..” I stopped.What was I even going to say? It's not what it looks like?It was exactly what