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Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

Friends to Lovers in University. (Hockey Romance) _______________ "Is it normal to search up everything about someone?" I ask him, slightly narrowing my eyes so he knows I'm joking. "Yeah, you're like crazy famous so why wouldn't I?" I narrow my eyes at him as he grins at me, showing no shame. But then his face drops, the twizzler almost dropping onto his lap, "You stalked me right?" I avoid eye contact with him, I may have searched him up the night we met, but I'm not about to admit that to him. He lets out a low, breathy laugh, "I thought so." I roll my eyes at him, which makes him laugh again. I watch as he leans back on his chair, putting his legs up on his desk. "Don't get your knickers twisted princess, I don't care that you stalked me. I'm flattered," His cocky grin tells me all I need to know. _______________ The Elite Girls Series #2