He nodded, thankfully appeased by this explanation. Of course, it didn’t curb the rest of his curiosity. “I couldn't help but notice you in the news recently." "In the news, sir?” I asked, taking on a quizzical look. “I'm not sure what you mean." Mr. Erickson moved even closer, and the scent of
The headline hit me like a tidal wave. An image of Timothy and Stella emerged just beneath those bold words. It looked like someone had taken an old image of Timothy and the old club leader at one of the past games. Timothy had a trophy tucked just under his arm with Stella clinging to the opposit
Evie deserved better than what Timothy had done to her, and it was high time someone set him straight. Finally, unable to bear the anticipation any longer, Aria made her way to Timothy's apartment, her heart pounding with a mix of anger and frustration. She couldn't let him get away with what he h
TIMOTHY POV A month had drifted by, its days marked by a pervasive tension that hung heavily over Timothy's shoulders. He had managed to avoid his family and the oppressive embrace of his fanbase, preferring the solitude of his own thoughts and the sanctuary of his secluded apartment. With gossip
After a few minutes, Stella approached the car, her obnoxious demeanor oozing from every step. She had an air of self-assuredness that had initially intrigued him but had quickly given way to resentment and anger over the years. As Stella got into the car and settled into the passenger seat, she f
We were in the midst of making dinner, our usual Friday ritual, but there was an uneasiness in the air that I couldn't ignore. Aria, usually so chatty and animated in the kitchen, was unusually quiet, her eyes focused on chopping vegetables with a distant look in her eyes. She’d been a little dist
TIMOTHY POV Timothy sat at the ornate dining table, his eyes drifting around the opulent room. The transformation of his family's financial situation was nothing short of miraculous. They had gone from struggling with poverty to dining in a mansion that seemed to scream of excess and luxury. Tim
Suddenly she leaned in, a playful smile on her face. "You know, Timothy," she said sweetly, "maybe a baby would help you settle down and see things differently." Timothy's temper flared at her suggestion. "Don't even entertain that thought, Stella," he snapped, pushing his plate away. He abruptl