FUN COMPETITIVE DAY ( FCD )2
1196 Words
THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRAVING
CHAPTER 4
“Attention everyone, five minutes remaining before the competition resumes. I hope you’re all having a great time,” Acacia announced with a bright smile.
The lively chatter in the hall slowly died down as people began returning to their positions.
“Time’s up!” she called again. “All remaining competitors should return to their stands. We now have only seven teams left in this competition, and time is no longer on our side.”
A wave of excitement spread across the hall.
“The next game,” she continued, “is polo.”
I turned immediately to Adrian. “Can you play polo?”
“Yes,” he replied calmly, as if it was nothing.
Relief washed over me. “That’s great! You can represent us.”
He tilted his head slightly. “Why? Can’t you play?”
I shook my head. “No… not really.”
A small smile appeared on his lips. “If you ever want to learn, I’ll teach you.”
My heart skipped slightly. “Really? When?”
“Anytime you’re ready. Just call me.”
“Thank you,” I said softly.
“My pleasure.”
“Contestants,” Edward’s voice echoed, “you have five minutes to choose your horses.”
“Let’s go,” Adrian said, gesturing for me to follow.
We walked toward the stable area, and to my surprise, Adrian kept asking for my opinion on every horse we passed.
“What about this one?” he asked.
“It’s okay,” I replied.
“And this?”
“Too aggressive,” I said, studying it carefully.
He nodded thoughtfully, actually listening to me—and that alone made something warm settle in my chest.
Then I saw it.
A tall, elegant horse with a smooth coffee-brown coat stood quietly at the far end.
“Wow…” I breathed, my eyes lighting up. “This one is beautiful.”
I grabbed Adrian’s arm excitedly. “Let’s choose this one!”
He laughed softly. “Alright, easy.”
I rushed toward the horse, completely forgetting to watch my step—
“Ahh!”
My foot slipped.
Before I could fall, Adrian caught me firmly in his arms.
Everything froze.
My breath hitched as our eyes locked.
His gaze was intense… deep… almost unreadable.
Slowly, he leaned closer.
My heart pounded loudly in my chest.
I closed my eyes.
For a second, I thought he was going to kiss me.
But suddenly—
“Bang!”
We both pulled apart immediately.
It was Hibiscus.
“Oops… sorry,” she said with a grin. “Everyone’s already outside. I came to check on you two.”
I glared at her. “Perfect timing.”
She shrugged unapologetically and walked away.
Adrian cleared his throat, and we both awkwardly pretended like nothing happened.
Soon, we joined the others at the field.
Each team was given sugar cubes to feed their horses.
“Here,” Adrian said, placing a few in my palm.
I shook my head quickly. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I’m scared,” I admitted.
Without hesitation, he gently held my hand and guided it toward the horse.
I froze, panicking. My eyes shut tightly as I leaned into him, resting my head against his chest.
His heartbeat was steady. Calm.
“Relax,” he whispered softly. “It’s not going to hurt you.”
A few seconds passed.
“Done,” he said quietly. “See? Nothing to be afraid of.”
I didn’t move.
“Honestly,” he added teasingly, “I don’t mind you staying like this… but we still have a game to win.”
My eyes flew open.
Realizing what I had done, I quickly stepped back, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“Here,” he said, handing me a handkerchief.
That’s when I noticed the tears in my eyes.
“You’re such a scared cat,” he teased.
“It wasn’t funny,” I muttered.
“It was… actually kind of cute,” he said, smiling.
Before I could respond, Edward’s voice echoed again.
“Players, to your starting positions!”
The game began.
I sat beside Hibiscus, my eyes fixed on Adrian.
He looked completely different on the field—focused, confident, powerful.
It was almost unreal how good he was.
I reached for my phone to record him, but suddenly—
Screams filled the air.
My heart dropped instantly.
I looked up—and froze.
Adrian’s horse had gone out of control.
“Adrian!” I screamed, standing up abruptly.
He struggled to control it, but the horse kept moving wildly.
Then—
“He’s injured!” Helen’s voice rang out. “It looks like he hurt his wrist!”
Everything went silent for me.
My chest tightened painfully.
I couldn’t hear anything else.
All I could see was him… still trying… still playing… even in pain.
It felt like my heart was being squeezed.
Why did it hurt this much?
The game finally ended.
We placed third.
But I didn’t care about that anymore.
All I cared about was him.
After the match, his wrist was treated immediately. Luckily, it wasn’t too serious.
“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice softer than usual.
“I’m fine,” he said, looking at me with a small smile. “I’m just happy you were worried.”
“I wasn’t worried,” I replied quickly. “I was worried about the game.”
“Of course,” he said, clearly not believing me.
The next round was announced—musical chairs.
I represented our team.
The tension in the room was intense.
One by one, contestants were eliminated until it was just me and Sarah.
We circled the chair slowly, our eyes locked like rivals in battle.
The music suddenly stopped.
She moved—but her heel snapped.
She fell.
Without hesitation, I sat down.
“I win,” I whispered, breathless.
Cheers exploded around the hall.
My name echoed everywhere.
Later, Adrian and I stood on stage, receiving our award.
His presence beside me felt… comforting.
After the competition, the party began.
Music filled the hall, and everyone danced freely.
Laughter, joy, and celebration surrounded us.
Eventually, the crowd thinned.
Only a few of us remained—Acacia, Edward, Hibiscus, Justin, Adrian, and I.
We talked, laughed, and relaxed.
“I still don’t understand how you won,” Hibiscus said.
“Honestly? Me neither,” I laughed.
“It’s because her opponent fell,” Acacia added teasingly.
We all burst into laughter.
After a while, I stood up.
“I should get going.”
“I’ll drop you off,” Adrian said immediately.
“With that wrist?” I raised a brow.
“I’ll manage.”
I shook my head. “No. I came with my car. Go home and rest.”
He looked at me for a moment… then smiled.
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
As I walked away, I felt something strange in my chest.
Something new.
Something I couldn’t explain.
And deep down…
I knew things between Adrian and I were only just beginning.
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