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St Petersen and Westwood both tried several times to goal as they were in attack mode, but both teams were stopped by the opposition goalkeeper. In the last five minutes, St Peterson received two yellow cards to push the students of Westwood.
Elizabeth ran towards Isabella. Her only intention was to hurt Isabella and then win the game. At that crucial moment, she missed someone's gesture to pick up the ball. Opportunity never comes twice. Bella shuffled the ball between four legs and changed the direction.
Her legs took their speed, while the cheering got louder. Everyone stood from the seat, holding each other's hands. This was the last moment, and the clock was about to stop. And at that exact moment, the thing which was poking till now suddenly pierced her foot and got into her skin. Isabella stumbled with tears.
"Stop that bitch," Elizabeth screamed at their goalkeeper.
Bella looked around to pass the ball, but no one was there. Her breath left with pain and she changed her leg. The entire arena time-traveled into a slow world. They were focused on Bella and the goalkeeper. Bella shoot the ball, her changing leg did work, and the ball flew under the goalkeeper and hit the net when she dived to stop. With that, Westwood wins.
Bella fell to her knees as she gasps to breathe. The pain in her left foot doubled. Danny, Bethany, and other players came to her on the field.
"What happened, Bella?" Danny squatted and asked.
"My left foot," Isabella murmured painfully, untying her shoes. Her foot bleeding. Just then, everyone looked closely. They saw three sharp pins in her foot. Immediately, she was taken away to the medical room, and everyone followed her.
Westwood was clapping, and so did the principal. Everyone was in tears. They shouted Isabella's name, the hero of the match, the savior of Westwood, and the life of this game.
In the medical room, Bella screamed every time the nurse pulled the pin out. It was fucking painful. The nurse cleaned the wound and bandaged the place tightly.
"How did it happen?" Bethany asked, frowning.
"I don't know," Isabella whispered.
"Someone did this deliberately. We should talk about this with our principal," Danny angrily said and slapped the nearby table.
"Bella, are you okay?" Hailey entered, pushing her wheelchair. She had been dancing at first but didn't know when it turned into fear. She didn't want any other student to be like her.
"Yes, I am fine," Isabella answered with a smile and asked her in.
"I do agree with you girls. You should talk to the principal. This is not something that had happened accidentally," the nurse gave them a suggestion while washing hands.
"See, let's go, Beth," Danny said and stood to leave the room when Hailey tugged herself with them. Bella tried to stop them but couldn't.
"Stop moving and rest here. Besides, don't let your feet touch the water for one week. I am leaving to see another student," the nurse told and left the room, and Bella stayed alone.
Bella forgot asking the phone back from Danny because she wanted to call her father. She leaned against the cold wall and closed her eyes. At that moment, she heard two girls talking, and they didn't know someone was present in the room as Bella was separated by a curtain.
"Did you know that as soon as the President came, he closed his chamber with that lady, Angela," said a voice.
"Obviously, they're enjoying office sex. I wish I was in her place," added another voice.
Bella overheard their conversation, and a pang of jealousy struck her heart. She was mad and her heart became restless.
Her hazel caught fury, and she put her shoe on to go to the president's chamber. When she arrived at the president's chamber, she did see two figures over the glass door which poured oil into her jealousy.
She knocked on the door violently, and Angela opened the door with a displeasing face.
"Miss Bella, what a pleasant surprise. I thought you were having fun with the players and enjoying the victory. Actually, I am so glad that you are the main gem of our win," Angela said with a cryptic smile.
"I need to talk to the president. It's urgent," Bella said with an impatient voice. She truly disliked this woman.
"He is very busy and you can meet the president whenever you want. You know this," Angela denied with a straight face, blocking the door. She didn't allow Bella to see inside the chamber.
"It's urgent, please," Bella requested. "Let her in," a voice ordered from inside.
Angela hummed and step aside from the door for Bella to come in.
As soon as she got in, relief poured over her head. Nothing happened between them. Alexander looked at her back and signaled for something. She followed his gaze too when she saw Angela walk out with a sulking face.
As the door closed behind her. She heard Alexander's voice. "Open your mouth."
"Are you engaged?" Bella asked, standing by the door. Alexander narrowed his eyes before answering, "No."
"Do you love, miss Angela?" Bella added next, which was the most troublesome question.
"I don't do love. So, my answer is no," Alexander answered in a calm voice. These were the same words he had told earlier.
Hearing this, Bella was over the moon. She approached him with timid steps and a rapid heartbeat. She stopped in front of him and looked at him with trouble. But she was here to fulfill the work, and she will.
The next second, she tiptoed to hold his shoulder and looked at his purple eyes. There are sparks in their eyes.
"I don't know what is wrong with me, but something is bothering me. I am sorry," As Bella's words dropped, she placed her lips on Alexander's and kissed him.
She kissed him as if there was no tomorrow. Her heart was jumping in satisfaction while her skin caught the warm hue. She allowed her pain to be soothed by the sweetness she was feeling right now.
"Why is this happening to her? She hasn't known him for a long time. She, the woman who hardly trusts a stranger, then why is she so attracted to him?
The kiss turned violent and sexy. Alexander could no longer put himself straight into temptation. He picked up Bella and made her sit at the table.
Lips sucked each other and tasted each other's sweetness. The two closed their eyes and contentedly touched each other. Bella was still covered in sweat, so it made her a little uncomfortable. The next second, she broke the kiss and stopped it by placing her hand on his chest.
Alexander grumbled in anger when Bella whispered, "Let me take this jersey off. I'm covered in sweat."
Alexander could not bear it anymore. He took off her jersey and threw it away. He embraced her waist and captured her lips again like a hungry wolf. Her sweat did not bother him. He accepted he didn't dislike this feeling. Everything about her made him ravenous and thirsty as if an ancient predator who hadn't tasted sweet blood for decades.