A Scandalous Deal With The Basketball Star
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Sloane Murphy wants to graduate.
When her dissertation supervisor gets changed at the last minute, she calls Sloane’s work ‘academic fluff’. She gives Sloane a one-way ticket to do a practical research on ‘The Psychopathology of Elite Athletes’. What Sloane does not expect is for her image to be plastered all over social media, with people calling her a clout chaser because a man saved her life.
Malik Cross doesn’t care.
When Nike is about to pull out of their 400 million dollar deal with the star because of a club scandal, the Lakers team seeks a solution. A solution that involves him dating—something he never does. Worse off, he’s supposed to date a goody-too-shoes that looks like a librarian.
The two can’t stand each other, and are at each other’s throats majority of the time indoors while they smile for the cameras outdoors.
Slowly, Malik begins to let down his walls, and soon, he realizes that there’s more to life than blondes with big boobs, and her name just starts with an S.
…
“Fuck you.” I poked a finger at one tattooed arm.
His brows bunched up in shock.
“I didn’t know the word ‘fuck’ was in Ms. Goody-Two-Shoes’ dictionary.”
“It’s your need to constantly feed your ego by talking down on me. You think my reason for being in front of the Laker’s complex yesterday had anything to do with wanting a moment with you? Bummer, Malik! Prior to all of this, I didn’t even know who the fuck you were.” I spat, taking a couple of steps away from him,
“I would have thanked you for saving my life, but right now, I’d rather be dead than go through with this.”
He was quiet.
Which was shocking because he always had something to say.
When her dissertation supervisor gets changed at the last minute, she calls Sloane’s work ‘academic fluff’. She gives Sloane a one-way ticket to do a practical research on ‘The Psychopathology of Elite Athletes’. What Sloane does not expect is for her image to be plastered all over social media, with people calling her a clout chaser because a man saved her life.
Malik Cross doesn’t care.
When Nike is about to pull out of their 400 million dollar deal with the star because of a club scandal, the Lakers team seeks a solution. A solution that involves him dating—something he never does. Worse off, he’s supposed to date a goody-too-shoes that looks like a librarian.
The two can’t stand each other, and are at each other’s throats majority of the time indoors while they smile for the cameras outdoors.
Slowly, Malik begins to let down his walls, and soon, he realizes that there’s more to life than blondes with big boobs, and her name just starts with an S.
…
“Fuck you.” I poked a finger at one tattooed arm.
His brows bunched up in shock.
“I didn’t know the word ‘fuck’ was in Ms. Goody-Two-Shoes’ dictionary.”
“It’s your need to constantly feed your ego by talking down on me. You think my reason for being in front of the Laker’s complex yesterday had anything to do with wanting a moment with you? Bummer, Malik! Prior to all of this, I didn’t even know who the fuck you were.” I spat, taking a couple of steps away from him,
“I would have thanked you for saving my life, but right now, I’d rather be dead than go through with this.”
He was quiet.
Which was shocking because he always had something to say.
