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A deal with the playboy CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ELLA'S POVI took Susan's phone and looked down at the screen again, still struggling to comprehend what I was seeing. It was a photo of me from last night, standing unsteadily against a wall as some strange man had his hands on me. I remembered that blurry moment before someone pulled him away. But this image falsely made it look like I was reciprocating, rather than recoiling from his advances. Even worse was the malicious caption under the photo: "Caught red-handed throwing herself at a stranger, Ella revealed her true slutty colors. Thank God Damien came to his senses and dumped her for his Tutor/soulmate, Amelia."I gasped, shaking my head in disbelief. This made it seem like I had cheated and Damien was justified in dumping me! But who would post such a blatant lie?This had Amelia's manipulative fingers written all over it. She was clearly the only one who would benefit from cruelly making me look this after stealing Damien.Susan grasped my shoulder. "Ella, take a deep brea
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER FIFTEEN
ELLA'S POVTrent grabbed my hand and pulled me after him. My feet stumbled to keep up as we moved through the crowd. My mind was spinning trying to understand Trent's odd behavior. Girlfriend? Since when? What angle was Trent playing at?As we pushed through the students, murmurs started rising up:"That still doesn't explain the photo of her with that guy...""Yeah, if she didn't cheat then why did Damien dump her?"I bristled, wanting to yell the truth - that Damien slept with Amelia! But Trent's firm grip on my hand signaled that I should keep quiet.Without warning, Trent spun around and yelled out. "How can you all be so foolish? You'd condemn someone based off one photo."The students stiffened, surprised by Trent's unexpected outburst. It was unlike him to speak out like this, and it had their undivided attention.Trent held his phone high, the image still displayed on the screen "In fact, let's all take another objective look at this photo, shall we?"They all reluctantly pull
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SIXTEEN
ELLA'S POVYou skanky homewrecker!" Lucinda shrieked, getting up in my face. "You're just a whore. First you cheated on Damien and now you're trying to steal my Man."I saw red. Before I could stop myself, words were spewing from my mouth."No, that's where you're wrong girl," I snapped. "I never tried stealing your man - he just left your sorry ass. And let's get one thing clear - you were never his girl, more like his plaything. Someone he used for pleasure whenever he wanted. How stupid can you get?"I froze as the last word left my lips. Oh god, what have I done? I sounded like a total whore myself. I had no right to attack her like that, no matter how rude she was first.Slowly I lifted my gaze to Lucinda's face. She looked stunned, eyes glittering with barely suppressed tears even as anger flooded her features. Her minions gasped dramatically behind her.Crap. I really stepped in it now. Lucinda's features twisted in rage. "How dare you!" She raised her hands, clearly about to
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
TRENT'S POVI strode into the locker room, resting my practice bag down on the bench. We had just run through drills and layups, and now Coach was giving us 15 minutes before the tryout scrimmage that would determine who makes the cut.Based on Coach's impressed looks during my solo drills, I knew I was a shoo-in to make Laurel Heights basketball team. I probably could've just had my dad call up Coach Roberts to ensure my place. But I wanted to earn my spot fair and square.I removed my sweaty shirt and kicked off my shoes. Reaching into my bag, I chuckled seeing the black marker I used to address Ella's package. That little gift ought to get quite a reaction from her! I didn't spot Ella watching me from the stands, but she'll come around. No girl can resist the patented Trent charm for long.Just then, my best friends Liam and Connor strolled into the locker room."Well, well, if it isn't the great Trent Donovan doing slumming it at tryouts," Liam joked, giving me a fist bump in gree
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
TRENT'S POVMuffled voices slowly filtered into my consciousness. I felt limp, my mind foggy. What happened? I struggled to open my eyes or move my uncooperative limbs. It was like I was locked inside my own body. The voices became clearer and I recognized Damien's voice. "You see Coach? I told you he isn't fit for this team. Too weak. He could've really hurt himself out there."I would've rolled my eyes if I could pry them open. Of course he would use this opportunity to undermine me again. Ella's voice suddenly rang out. "Are you freaking kidding me right now?? Is that really what you should be worried about?" She sounded genuinely worried. Huh. So the Ice Queen does care.I felt her drop to her knees beside me and a pair of hands press down in firm pumps on my chest. My eyes remained closed but my inner grin grew wider. With the last of my self control I resisted smiling as I imagined her wide, fearful eyes peering at my "lifeless" body sprawled across the shiny court floor. Gue
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER NINETEEN
ELLA'S POVI unloaded textbooks from my bag into my cluttered locker. As I placed a hefty calculus book on the top shelf, Trent's sports jacket that I had stuffed in the back tumbled out. I had forgotten it was still in there after he so rudely ditched me at tryouts.I shook out the wrinkled jacket and flung it over my shoulder . It had been almost a week and I haven't been able to get through to trent. His weird reaction after tryouts had left me completely confused. It was so unlike him. Trent was the one who asked me to wait for him, then he treated me like I was the most irritating pest afterwards!I had wasted my time going to his tryout when he clearly didn't even need me there at all.Slamming my locker door shut angrily, I suddenly heard a voice behind me. "Jeez, what's got you all riled up so early in the morning?"Whirling around, I saw Susan watching me with one eyebrow raised. "Oh uh, nothing! Nothing's wrong," I said quickly.Susan leaned in with a knowing look, loweri
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY
ELLA'S POVThe fourth period bell rang loudly, jolting me from my distracted thoughts. Our plump biology teacher, Mrs. Lakin, gathered up her hefty textbooks with a huff. "Read chapter 7 and answer questions 1-15 for homework tonight!" she reminded everyone as the class sprang into motion.I eagerly shoved my notes into my backpack, more than ready for lunch period. I hadn't been able to concentrate at all with my stomach growling the whole lecture. Skipping breakfast this morning after also missing dinner last night while lost in a good book was catching up to me.By the time I looked up, Susan's seat was already vacant - no doubt she had hightailed it straight to the cafeteria. My stomach gave another loud gurgle and I pressed a hand to it with a wry smile. No way was I going to hunt Susan down right now just for company. Food had to come first before I passed out!But before I made it down the hall, none other than Amelia stepped into my path with her new friends."Oh hey Ella! Not
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY - ONE
ELLA'S POVI felt my cheeks flush as all eyes turned to me. Trent's arm tightened around my waist, nearly knocking the wind out of me. I struggled not to wince."Fellas, meet my smoking hot princess," Trent announced, his arrogant grin plastered across his face.I resisted the strong urge to stomp on his foot, his usual cockiness tires me out. I gave a little wave to his friends, suddenly feeling self-conscious as they stared at me.Liam, Connor, and the other players broke into loud whoops and clapping. I looked down, heat creeping up my neck."To the newest couple in town!" Liam declared, raising a bottle of water. The rest of the guys clinked their bottles in a messy toast. Ugh, jocks. I plastered a coy smile across my face. "Oh stop it, you guys!" I giggled, doing my best to play the part of infatuated girlfriend. I gently removed Trent's arm from my waist and slid onto the bench across from him, smoothing my skirt underneath me."I see you're treating her well. In the place Dami
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