All Chapters of THE CLEANER'S TRIPLE BET: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lila's POVI sat at the small dining table in our kitchen, pushing the rice around my plate with my spoon. Breakfast usually felt comforting — Mom’s simple fried rice with a bit of egg on top — but today it tasted like nothing. I kept my head down, hoping she wouldn’t notice how quiet I was.Mom placed a glass of water in front of me and sat across the table. She watched me for a moment before speaking.“You look gloomy this morning, sweetie,” she said gently. “Is something wrong? You’ve been coming home late and looking tired these past few days.”I forced a small smile and shook my head. “It’s nothing, Mom. Just school stuff. Assignments and everything.”She didn’t look convinced. Her eyes were soft but worried, the way they always got when she knew I was hiding something. “You can tell me, Lila. I’m your mother. If there’s a problem at the dorm or with your job, you don’t have to carry it alone.”I stared at my plate. The words were right there on the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t

Lila's POVI was in the quiet dormitory corridor, mopping the floor like always. The lights were dim, and the hallway felt empty. Then I felt him — Jax — coming up behind me without a sound. His strong arms wrapped around me from behind, pulling my back against his chest. His breath was hot against my ear.“I’ve been thinking about this tight little pussy all day, baby,” he whispered, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.I moaned softly, my body melting against him. “Jax… someone will see us…”But he didn’t stop. His hand slid under my uniform, fingers pushing my panties aside. “Let them see. Let them know how wet you get for me.”Two thick fingers slid inside me easily because I was already dripping. He pumped them slowly, curling them just right while his thumb rubbed my clit. “Fuck, you’re soaking my hand already. Such a good girl.”Theo appeared in front of me, his playful grin turning hungry. “Room for one more?” He kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding against mine while

Lila's POVI was still shaking in Miles’ arms when the crowd suddenly parted. The rector himself walked through, his face dark with anger. Everyone went quiet immediately. He looked at the scene — Miles with bloody knuckles, Jake on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, and me standing there with tear-streaked cheeks and trembling legs.“Enough,” the rector said loudly, his voice carrying across the field. “Everyone leave. Now. Except for these five.”People scattered quickly, whispering as they went. Jax, Theo, Miles, Jake, and I remained. The rector didn’t say another word. He just motioned sharply for us to follow him. My legs felt like lead as we walked across campus toward his office. Jax tried to stay close to my side, but the rector shot him a sharp look that made him fall back. Theo and Miles stayed near me too, their presence the only thing keeping me from falling apart completely.Inside the rector’s office, the air felt heavy and cold. He sat behind his big wooden des

Jax's POVI couldn’t hold it in anymore.The moment Lila told us she had been expelled, something inside me snapped. The fake photo, the rumors, Abigail’s threats — it was all too much. Lila didn’t deserve any of this. She was kind, hardworking, and scared. And now she was losing everything because of jealous, cruel people.I turned and started walking fast toward Jake’s room. My blood was boiling.“Jax, wait!” Theo called after me, hurrying to catch up. “Don’t do whatever’s on your mind. I know you feel like you want to throw her in hell, but you also have to think about Lila. If you get in trouble, it’ll only make things worse for her.”I didn’t slow down. “I’m not going to kill him. I just want answers.”Theo grabbed my arm, trying to slow me. “Jax, come on. Let’s think this through. You’re the basketball captain. You can’t afford to get suspended or kicked out.”I shook his hand off. “He helped Abigail ruin her life. I’m not letting that slide.”Theo sighed but kept following me.

Lila's POV I sat at the small dining table, pushing the food around my plate with my spoon. Dinner with Mom was usually my favorite part of the day, but tonight I felt completely lost in my own thoughts. The rice and vegetables tasted like nothing. My mind kept replaying everything — the fake photo, the rector’s cruel words, the way I had to run from the guys I cared about. I barely noticed when Mom put her spoon down and looked at me. “You seem lost in thought tonight, sweetie,” she said gently. “What’s wrong? You’ve been quiet since you got home.” I forced a small smile and shook my head. “It’s nothing, Mom. Just tired from class and everything. I’m fine.” She studied my face for a moment, her eyes full of quiet worry. I hated lying to her, but I couldn’t tell her the truth. How could I explain that I was no longer studying at college, that I might lose my only job, that everything was falling apart? She already had enough to carry with her health. “You don’t have to car