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In the fast-paced college basketball world, Arwan is a beloved player with a sunny disposition, admired by his teammates and friends. But beneath his charismatic exterior lies a haunting past he's desperately trying to bury. Enter Emery, a sharp-tongued biochemistry student and Arwan's little sister's best friend. Emery takes delight in playing cruel pranks on Arwan, pushing him to his limits.

Tired of enduring Emery's twisted games, Arwan decides to fight back, igniting a fierce rivalry between them. However, amidst their ongoing war, something unexpected happens. Arwan and Emery find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other, their mutual attraction impossible to ignore. In an attempt to suppress their growing feelings, they agree to a one-night stand, hoping it will alleviate the tension.

But their night together only complicates matters further, as the intense connection between them refuses to fade. Soon, what was meant to be a fleeting encounter evolves into a series of passionate nights they can't resist. As their secret liaison continues, Arwan and Emery struggle to reconcile their desire with their bitter history, caught in a whirlwind of emotions.

With each rendezvous, the lines between love and rivalry blur, and they find themselves on a treacherous path, torn between their undeniable chemistry and the lingering pain of their past. Can they overcome their shared history and discover a love that transcends their differences? Or will their tangled relationship lead to heartbreak and further disruption?

Charming Disruption

I've lost track of time in this place. It feels like an eternity has passed since I was taken here. The monotony is suffocating, punctuated only by the two meals a day the man brings, which I devour without question. It's as if I've been conditioned to accept this routine, to survive by obeying the rules they've set.

Twice daily, the man arrives, and I obediently follow his lead to the bathroom, hands cuffed. It's in these moments that I've managed to glean some information about my surroundings. As I step into the bathroom, I use the precious minutes to scan my surroundings. The walls, the fixtures—anything that might give me a clue about where I'm being held.

There's a door off to the side that I haven't seen beyond yet. It taunts me with its potential, a portal to some unknown part of this place. Is it an exit, an entrance, or something altogether different? I can't be sure, but a spark of curiosity ignites a glimmer of hope.

Captive