All Chapters of LOVE AND SPORT : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Scott’s POVI shoved my hands deep into my jacket pockets as I walked down the hallway; Siena’s voice rang so loud that I knew I was fucked if she said no to my proposal.“Besides, I haven’t said yes to your proposal, have I?”The sting of those words cut deeper than I expected. I thought she’d understand. I thought she’d see I wasn’t doing this just for football anymore.But maybe I was wrong.I leaned against the wall, tilting my head back. The loud noise of the students made my head ache. “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath.The truth was—I did need her for the football deal. Coach made it clear: keep my image clean, or forget about the scouts. The board was breathing down his neck, and he was breathing down mine. A golden boy doesn’t just fall; he gets pushed.And right now, Siena was my shield.The thought of having to face my father gnawed at me. I haven't seen him in months. I dipped my hands into my pocket and brought out my phone. His last message of him coming back home

Scott’s POVI watched her walk away, hoping that she would turn back and tell me exactly what I needed to hear. My hand was still hanging in the air from where I’d tried to stop her. I didn't believe she was that cold, or maybe I was wrong about her. Sienna didn’t believe me. Hell, maybe she shouldn’t. I’d given her enough reasons to hate me.But the thought of my father walking into the country scared the hell out of me. I knew what he was going to say the moment he found out that I was not on the team anymore. “Damn it,” I said under my breath, running both hands through my hair. The sound of football drills echoed faintly from the field, but all I could hear was the pounding of my own heartbeat.This wasn’t supposed to go like that. I had rehearsed the whole thing in my head several times before she got to me. Instead, I stuttered like a desperate fool and practically begged her to help me.Because I was desperate.Without Siena, I was screwed. She was the only one who could he

Sienna's POV“Two,” I continued, my gaze sharp. “You stand up for me. No more letting your teammates or anyone else talk trash about me. If you’re serious about this, you prove it by actually having my back.”“Agreed,” Scott said, his voice steady.“Three,” I said, my lips pressing together. “You don’t use me. This isn’t just about football. If I get even the smallest sense that I’m nothing more than your ticket to staying on the team—I’ll walk away. No questions asked.”Scott swallowed, nodding. “I swear, it’s not just about football. I’ll prove it to you.”My eyes searched his like I was trying to see if he was lying. Finally, I nodded once. “And four—this is the last one. You earn my trust. Because right now, you don’t have it. Not even a little. You want to be with me? Fine. But you’re going to have to work for it. Every single day.”Scott’s chest tightened, but he smiled anyway, because it wasn’t rejection. It was hope. “Deal.”I tilted my head, studying him. “You really mean tha

Sienna's pov [ LOUD HEART BEAT ] My heart was beating so loud that I thought it was going to burst any minute. The way he was walking towards me, his eyes, his muscles flexed like a champion just getting out of the boxing ring. His heart was a bit rumpled and he was in his joggers. Scott was always going for exercise to carry his mind off things. I had done a bit of my research to know his routine. I wasn't a stalker but I needed to know who he was and what I was getting myself into. The tension escalated as he pushed his way through. The hold on my hands weakened. The camera was supposed to work yet again. Oh my god! What's with these kids and trying to record everything that was going on!“Let her go, Layla!” He barked with his eyes mad with anger. [Students whispering]“Wait? Did he just shout at Layla?” “Is Scott taking Sienna's side?” “This can't be happening.” I was a bit shocked. Not that I was entirely dumbfounded, but I was not expecting him to come out the way he

Scott’s POVI know who Jordan was. We both had been rivals at rugby ever since we were kids. His father and my father were rivals, and that makes us one too. I remember why he really left then.It had a flashbackabout the day, and Smit brought a smile to my face. I had proven to my father that I was better after all. Jordan could never claim my spot. He tried and failed, and out of anger, he decided to leave the university. I didn't care anyways because I enjoyed every bit of my wins. I couldn't win over my father at fixing my marriage with Layla, but I was happy I could lay Jordan flat on his back. I still remember the look he had on his face even until now. Jordan's question hung in the air. I could feel Siena's heart thudding. I knew her wolf was hurt right after her fight with Layla. “Are you saying you are dumping my sister for her?” His voice was sharp, and his gaze was so piercing that I felt like trying to spill my gut and tell him what I truly felt like. I clenched my j