Page 22 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
The guy approached the closet. I pressed myself more firmly against Bryce's chest.God, he smells amazing. I thought I was going to shit my pants when he reached towards the door, but it was just to grab the towel that was hanging next to the closet. Then he disappeared into the bathroom and the shower started.
Thank God.
We waited a few seconds before emerging from our hiding spot. On the way out, Bryce grabbed the guy's dirty underwear and threw it in the freezer.
I let out a sigh of relief when we were safely out in the hallway. "That was insane," I said. I couldn't believe I had just broken into someone's room and frozen their underwear. My heart was still pounding.
"We're not off the hook yet." Bryce pointed to the maid who had just rounded the corner. "Act natural."
She was blocking the only path to the stairs, so we had no choice but to walk right by her.
"Lovely evening, eh?" said Bryce as we passed her.
I held in my laughter until we were safely in the stairwell. "Nice accent," I said.
"Thanks," replied Bryce. "We better split up though. We can't risk anyone else seeing us together since you're not in disguise. Wait here for five minutes before you come down. Kristen will be waiting for you outside. Thanks for a great night, Blonde Tigress." He smiled at me and then took off down the stairs.
Going For Gold - Chapter 9
Monday
Alina
I went back to my locker after our second practice of the day. I was exhausted. Coach had nearly killed us as punishment for our loss the previous day against Brazil. And to make matters worse, I had barely gotten any sleep last night. My mind kept going back and forth between Bryce and Chris. I felt guilty for what had happened with Bryce. But I hadn't kissed him back. That's exactly what Chris had claimed Gabriela had done to him. It had seemed like he was lying though. Maybe Chris had kissed Gabriela back. Or maybe he had initiated it to begin with. It may have even gone further than that. Now I just felt angry and guilty and confused.
Plus I was on edge the whole day thinking that the police would show up any minute and haul me away to prison. I yawned. I really needed to take a nap.
I grabbed my stuff out of my locker and noticed that my phone was blinking to signal I had a new message. I turned it on and a message popped up from "My Favorite Athlete."
Who the hell is that?I didn't remember ever putting anyone in my phone with that name.
I clicked on the message to bring it up. "Make sure you don't miss the highlights tonight. Operation Red Rip - Success."
Bryce!That sneaky little bastard had put his number in my phone, and I guess also stolen my number.
"Why do you look so happy?" asked Kristen.
I turned my phone so she could read the text.
"Ah, I should have known it was your new boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend!"
"Suuure. You even have him in your phone as your favorite athlete. And here I was thinking thatIwas your favorite athlete." Kristen made a dramatic sad face. "By the way, did you ever figure out why it was called Operation Red Rip? I mean, I know you froze some guy's underwear, but what does that have to do with the color red or the word rip?"
"Right, since all of their codenames make so much sense," I said. "Pink Ocelot probably named the mission."
"Pink Ocelot," said Kristen with a laugh. "What a weirdo." She looked strangely happy about him.
"Oh my God, do you like Ocelot?"
"What? Psssh. No." Kristen turned away from me so I couldn't see her expression. "What time do the highlights usually come on?"
I checked the time on my phone. "I think around now. Let's see..." I clicked on the ITA broadcast app on my phone and Owen Harris popped up.
"We have some new developments in the Yao Kai incident, but first let's take a look at the updated medal count."
Yao Kai incident? Is that the guy whose underwear I froze?
