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Chapter 97 - The challenge

Author: Lin Daniels
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
ALONSO POV

I can't sleep. I'm struggling to eat, too. My mind is filled with thoughts of Juliet.

My body, however, can't take it. I can feel my energy dwindling when I'm working out with my conditioning coach, who is shouting at me to get my head on straight.

It's pre-season, and I'm starting on a new team that has just transitioned into new ownership and new management. Nepotism is raining in the media headlines because my family corporation bought the team, and I'm now the franchise quarterback.

I guess what ever I fucking do on the field doesn't matter to them. Some even state that I bought the damn Heisman trophy like I didn't win the whole fucking state championship that year.

People think having money is the greatest thing on earth, but they don't consider the burden. We've been raised to be hard working our whole lives, but now we have to work even harder to prove that we deserve everything we worked for.

"You're really shit today." Dan, my conditioning coach s
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