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The Unwanted Pact With My Enemy

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 682    |    Released on: Today at 10:30

ed, vibrating right t

t in the back row of the crowded bleachers, her hands p

reboard. They were locked on th

ely. He wore a navy cashmere sweater tha

d dropped her groceries in a puddle. Julian had stopped, handed her his umbrella, and

ed by teammates. He had just hit a buzze

ed her bag, squeezed past the screaming fans, and hurrie

cooler, smelling of da

ed her back against the wall, hiding in t

d. Her le

avy metal door finally swu

ollar of his jacket. He had a massive black duffel bag slung over

ows and planted herself direct

looked up. Annoyance f

e just shifted his bag an

s movement, blocki

eth. "I told you to find someone else.

402 from Chicago," Vesper sa

es narrowed as he s

pocket, unlocked it, and shoved

around it on the airport floor were dozens of hand-forged, cust

said softly, her eyes locked on his. "They belonged to my gr

looked at Vesper's face. Recognition finally dawned i

, her voice trembling slightly with adrenaline, "I will

didn't

the athletic board will flag your file for disciplinary review. You'l

. Vesper could hear the faint dripping of

believing laugh. "You think you can blackmail me?" he demanded, his voice tight with barely suppressed rage. The sudden shift in his de

ok a slow step forward. He was so close now that Vesp

aid, his voice dropping an o

d a shaky bre

is lips were inches from her ear. "You'r

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“To keep her art scholarship, Vesper had to complete a life-size woodcarving for her final project. But her randomly assigned model was Slade Forrester, the arrogant basketball captain who had shattered her grandfather's priceless antique carving tools freshman year without a single apology. When Vesper blackmailed him with a ten-thousand-dollar property damage claim to force him into the studio, Slade mercilessly turned the tables. "I'll be your model, but you're going to do something for me in return." He demanded she carve a custom piece to help him woo a girl who hated his guts, and forced Vesper to act as his personal spy. The target turned out to be Vesper's own roommate. To make matters worse, Slade caught onto Vesper's terrifyingly deep, secret crush on his polite roommate, Julian. He ruthlessly weaponized her anxiety, mocking her stuttering panic and trapping her in a twisted mutual-blackmail deal that left her completely suffocated. Exhausted, humiliated, and desperate to escape this nightmare, Vesper logged onto the university portal at 2 AM to register for a quiet online elective where she wouldn't have to see anyone. But the system lagged, locking her out of every normal class and leaving only one open seat in a brutal varsity physical conditioning course. With her required credits and scholarship on the line, she had absolutely no choice but to hit register. Then the syllabus loaded on her screen. The Teaching Assistant for the class was Slade Forrester.”