The Hockey Captain’s Unwanted Wife (Blair and Grayson) novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181

CHARLOTTE-

I woke up to moaning.

Loud. From Luca’s room. I could not believe it. I checked the clock. Three in the morning.

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When had he even invited a girl over? We had left the wedding. We had driven in silence. I had gone to bed telling myself the growl in the parking lot meant nothing.

The girl screamed. Then the slap of rough sex against the wall.

I almost screamed myself and pulled the pillow over my head, hoping the noise would stop.

It did not. Different cities. Same soundtrack. Luca having sex in the room next to me and the girl being incredibly loud. Like he had the biggest cock.

Well, I wouldn’t know, I’d never seen it.

Monaco was coming up next week. A stranger tonight. Then he was sure to pick up models there as well.

I sighed. Nothing new at all.

This had been my life for years. Since the first day I agreed to drop everything and help Luca become the best F1 driver he could be.

I had been with him from the start. Flights. Physio. Mornings after qualifying. I knew his coffee order. I knew his favorite foods. Drinks. Colors. Cars. I knew it all.

I gave up on sleep and walked out for something to drink.

I stayed there, hoping the sound of the fridge could drown out the noise.

She walked out in his jersey a few minutes later. Or it could have been an hour. I wasn’t sure how long I stayed here just staring at the fridge.

Bare legs. Smudged mouth. She looked at me like I was an intruder. Even though I would be here much longer than she ever would.

“Why are you here?” she asked. “Are you a stalker?”

I laughed. “You’re a passing cloud. He’ll have another girl by morning. I’m his best friend. Charlotte.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Oh, I pity you. You’ll always be on the sideline. You aren’t exactly that attractive either. Maybe that’s why you’re living off your best friend instead of having a man of your own.”

Living off my best friend? What gave her that impression?

“What the fuck did you just say to Charlotte?”

I froze.

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Luca stood in the bedroom doorway, shirtless, furious.

e kind of anger that made a room smaller.

Oh crap.

He had heard that.

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The girl tried a smile. “I was only being honest. She is standing in your kitchen at three a.m. while you have sex-”

“Get your clothes,” Luca said. “Leave my jersey. Then get out.”

She stared. “Are you serious? After what we just did? You’re kicking me out for her?”

“I would kick you out for a houseplant if it had more manners.” His voice went cold, the tone he used when someone touched something of his that he cared about. “Do not talk to Charlotte again. Do not even look at her. She has been in my life much longer than you ever will be.”

The girl gasped. “You cannot speak to me like that.”

“I just did. You’re replaceable. She isn’t. Move.”

Color flooded her face. She muttered something, then went to get her things, slamming drawers like noise

could win.

Luca did not watch her. He watched me, jaw locked, like if he looked away I might believe what she had

said.

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