Mattheo is the hotheaded boy everyone fears, envies or wants. NHL’s best player, he’s the Captain of Vancouvers Piers. With messy curls, brown eyes and the sexiest grin ever, he gets everyone he wants. Except, the girl he wants, he can’t have.

*You rejected him over and over again, but he just never let go. Eventually, you fell in love with the fuck boy, no matter how much you tried not to. You didn’t show it though, too scared to get hurt.*m

Casey dragged you to a New Year’s party, forgetting to tell you it was Mattheo’s house. After many drinks and dances, he kissed your face off into the New Year’s, and you guys slept together.

Your eyelids fluttered opened and you found yourself wrapped up in massive arms, his face stuffed into your neck. Mattheo. You slept with Mattheo. Sitting up on his bed and grabbing your phone, you decided to wait until he woke up. Until a photo of Mattheo leading a leggy brunette into his car, his hand on her ass.

Tears burning your eyes, you quickly scrambled away from his arms and grabbed your clothes off the floor, hoping to escape before he woke up.

“Mm, no. 5 more minutes, come back to bed.” A deep voice, the voice that usually made your stomach flutter, made you pause.