Chapter: Annetta's bargainOutside in the back of my car, I pull out my phone. A text from Eleanor catches my eye instantly:> Catherine sold out the entire line of perfumes!My lips curve up involuntarily. I can practically hear her breathless, bright reaction through the screen.> Me: Congratulations, love. I'll be with you soon.She isn't online anymore. I am about to tap her contact to call her when Annetta's name flashes across my screen. I answer, my tone icy."You have no reason to reach out to me, Annetta.""Carlton doesn't have your woman's contact info and refuses to hack her phone for me," Annetta replies calmly over the line. Meeting her at the club holds no candle to the venom she is. But we both had a common goal, and that's what prompted the alliance. Well, she had him drugged already, with the sex tapes, she would've trolled the wedding anyways. My help only provided her security. "He has no reason to do that?""I need her.""She has no need for you.""She does." I say nothing. One more second
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Chapter: Shrink"You cannot control everything,""I'm not trying to," I reply her, my voice flat. She has been my shrink for over two decades. We have practically watched each other evolve from young adults to middle-aged professionals, but right now, she frustrates me almost as much as Eleanor's constant refusal to accept my help."Your heart rate is well past normal," she observes, nodding down at the pulse oximeter wrapped around my wrist. Clipping this device onto me became standard procedure after my violent outrage against my father nearly twenty years ago. I listen to the small machine beep steadily, loud and intrusive in the quiet room, before I snap it off and set it on the side table."Mr. Banks," she prompts."I just want her to..." I stop myself. She tilts her head, waiting for me to continue, but I shut my jaw tight. If I finish that sentence, she will tell me I sound insane. But the ugly, terrifying truth is that I need Eleanor to want me, not just as an option, but as her absolute prio
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Chapter: OverhearBANKS POV"I sold out!" The joyous, breathless voice of my woman filters through the door the very moment my fingers reach for the handle. I pause, a slow, genuine smile spreading across my lips as I stall in the hallway, listening to her excitement."There are even more review videos being posted right now," Kayden's voice calls out. Eleanor didn't gift me any perfume and it has been two weeks. Each time we meet up, I completely forget to ask when I'm in her presence. "Where do I even start?" Eleanor laughs, her voice high and frantic. "Did they really buy all of them? What am I supposed to do now?" I lean my back against the cool wall next to the door, listening to her celebrate."Is there something up with the door, Mr. Banks?" Rooke asks, stepping up the hallway."Shh," I silence him with a quick wave of my hand, gesturing for him and Vandiver to retreat down the hall while I continue to listen to all three of them celebrating inside."This one is sold. This one, too," Zara cal
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Chapter: Who proposed"It's over." Carlton says, though low and soft. "Yet we still want each other," she replies him, taking another step. Just one more step and she will close the gap between them entirely. "I have no one to call mine." Carlton's shoulders drop at her words. Annetta's face softens, the fierce, unyielding woman vanishing in an instant, replaced by someone who looks fragile, almost broken."Please... please be someone I can call mine," she whispers. My heart breaks for her right then. Carlton stands completely still, Annetta waits, and I find myself holding my breath alongside everyone else in the room."What's he waiting for?" Anthony questions under his breath, leaning forward in his chair."C'mon, marry her!" Elizabeth thunders from our table."Say yes, Carlton!" I add, unable to hold back. A ripple of nervous laughter breaks out among the nearby guests."Stop playing hard to get, man," Anthony chimes in.Finally, Carlton moves. A collective, rhythmic exhale echoes through the seating
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Chapter: Teen AnCarlBanks continues stroking my thigh."You're not saying anything," I note, he looks into my eyes. "Are you hurt?""Definitely not," I murmur."Then there's nothing to say.""Your friend is going through a full-blown life crisis, Banks," I whisper, nodding toward the altar. He glances at the bewildered priest who is practically pleading with Carlton, then shifts his gaze to Annetta, who stands there holding a wedding ring meant for an entirely different bride."He'll be fine""I don't think so," I counter, watching the tension radiate across the room."At least he won't be a slave or die," Banks remarks deeply, his fingers digging a little deeper into the curve of my thigh, squeezing with delicious possessiveness. "What does that...." "Since I'm pregnant for him, I'll marry him," Annetta announces, her voice carrying across the silent hall.Carlton moves so fast the air seems to shift with him. In a blur, he wraps a hand tightly around her neck, lifting her until her feet leave the fl
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Chapter: I'll marry him"Save my soul." "How could he?" "He's a cheater." "Such recording In a house of God! Lord have mercy, this boy is cursed to the bone." "My, my." More gasps circle the room as the image becomes crystal clear. It was unedited security footage. Carlton and Anetta are actively fucking. "This is low even for Carlton" Elizabeth sneers beside me, casually gulping her champagne. "Fucking hell, Carlton" Anthony scream, though it sounded more like a cheer. I, on the other hand, fist my dress, squirming on my seat to control the uncontrollable wave of sensation Banks is inciting in me. "Please..." I grab his wrist, but he just push deeper, leaning closer to me. "Stop me one more time," he whisper, his threat low and vibrating, "and you'll be screaming for everyone in this hall to hear." My hand falls from his wrist. I didn't believe for a second that he will actually do that in public, at a billionaire's wedding venue no less, but I can't put anything past him at this point. "You f
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Chapter: SomELEANOR POV"Sisikin kita sa alas-tres ng hapon, Miss," sabi ni Vandiver."Sige, walang problema."Nahanap ko ang aking daan sa tindahan, masaya at hindi sigurado. Masaya na nandoon ang pera, ngunit hindi sigurado kung binili at binalikan na ako.Anong nagpasok sa aking isip na sabihin sa isang lalaking katulad niya kung paano ko gustong kantuting ako habang natutulog ako?"Nag-haharang ba ang iyong taba sa iyong mga tainga rin?"Sabi ni Johnny, tinititigan ako. Nakatira siya malapit at lagi niyang binubuksan ang tindahan. Kadalasan, wala na siya bago ako dumating."Magandang umaga.""Alam ko na matalino ka at walang kultura, hindi ko alam na magbibigay ka ng iyong sarili sa isang lalaking tulad ni Banks Wellington."Paano niya nalaman?"Hinalikan mo pa siya sa harap ng tindah
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Chapter: SomnophiliaNagpi-ping ang aking telepono, at kinukuha ko ito. Isang voice note mula sa kanya: Magandang umaga Mast... Mr. Banks.Nagmumukhang grimace ako sa pormal na paggamit ng aking pangalan mula sa kanyang mga labi.Malakas siyang huminga."Kailangan nating pag-usapan kung tatawagin ka pa rin bilang Master sa labas ng silid-tulugan."Bumagtul siya at nagtatapos ang voice note.Sumusunod ang isa pa, at nakikinig ako."Paumanhin, dahil abala ka, ngunit curious ako, hindi tulad ng may iba pang mga opsyon, ngunit gusto ko lang maging sigurado dahil hindi ko ito mailabas sa aking utak."Sumusunod ang isa pang malalim na paghinga, at naiisip ko siya na ginagalaw ang kanyang mga kuko habang dinidilaan ang kanyang mga labi."Pumunta ka ba sa apartment na ito kagabi? Nagising lang ako na may tamod sa aking mga dibdib at
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Chapter: AnthonyBANKS POV"Hindi ko alam na nagustuhan mo ang mataba na mga babae."Ibinababa ko ang aking telepono at kinuklira ang aking lalamunan, kinasusuklaman na hindi ko mapanood siyang magmadali para sa akin, o kung sinuman ang iniisip niya na may tapang na ilabas ang kanyang tamod sa kanya."Ngayon ay gusto ko na," sagot ko nang walang malasakit sa kasosyo na nagawa ang kanyang sariling kaibigan at hindi tumitigil sa pagpasok. Alas-seis ng umaga, humigit-kumulang dalawang oras mula nang umalis ako sa tahanan ni Eleanor."Medyo maganda ang kanyang mga dibdib, at palagi mong nagustuhan ang mga iyon.""Ano ang sinabi mo?" Ibinaling niya ang kanyang likod sa akin, nakatuon sa isa sa aking mga istante kung saan nakalagay ang mga file ng aking mga tagumpay."Matagal na tayong magkaibigan.""Kasosyo," itinuwid ko. Lumiko siya at natawa bago hinila ang aking award pa
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Chapter: HomeWOW.Dalawampung beses na mas malaki kaysa sa aking dati-ratihing apartment.Ang mga bintana mula sahig hanggang kisame ay bumabagtas sa buong ikatlong palapag, nag-aalok ng tanawin ng lungsod na mukhang nagpapatuloy nang ilang milya. Ang muwebles ay maayos, moderno, at mukhang nagkakahalaga nang higit sa aking kinita sa buong buhay ko bago siya makilala.Sinino ba ang naglilinlang ko? Ito nga.Ginugol ko ang susunod na apat na oras na sinusuri ang lahat.Ang kusina ay naka-stock ng mataas na kalidad na mga appliance na hindi ko alam kung paano gamitin at mga sangkap na hindi ko mapangalan.Ang bawat drawer sa silid-tulugan ay puno ng mamahaling hosiery at lingerie — ang kanyang piniling harang sa pagitan ng aking balat at ng kanyang kamay.Pagkatapos gumastos ng kalahati ng gabi na nag-eeksplora, ang dalisay, nakaka-crushing na katotohanan nito ay tumatama sa akin. Kailangan ko ng isang taong ibahagian ito. Kailangan kong sumigaw tungkol dito, upang pag-aralan ito, upang logikin ito
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Chapter: New houseSa halip na isang madilim na lugar o isang desolasyong gubat, dumadaan kami sa isang pinakamagandang pinamamahalaan na estate gate nang walang mga bantay na sumusulyap sa mga plaka ng sasakyan.Dala ng driver ang luxury sedan na maayos na huminto sa harap ng isang modernong gusaling parang kumakalmot sa langit."Sinabi ni Mr. Banks na makipag-ugnayan sa taong ito," sabi ng driver, ipinaabot sa akin ang isang card na may industrial na hitsura na logo.Kinukuha ko ito nang walang malasakit, ang aking isipan ay tumatangging iproseso ang card dahil masyadong abala ito sa pag-admire ng tanawin sa harap ko.Nakamasid ako. Ang aking panga ay literal na nakabitin.Nakita ko na ang luho.Nandoon na ako sa mataas na penthouse ni Banks. Ngunit ang kanyang lugar ay pakiramdam tulad ng isang mansyon — nagtayo, mayaman, at moderno.
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Chapter: TunnelKABANATA 13Tatlumpung minuto pa bago magsara, at mataas ako sa adrenaline at mababa sa kapangyarihan ng utak.Palagi akong nag-iisip na malalaman ko nang eksakto kung ano ang gagawin sa pera kapag nakuha ko na ito, ngunit ang aking utak ay kasalukuyang isang jumble ng multi-milyong dolyar na mga listahan.Ang aking kuya ay maaaring bumalik sa paaralan, ngunit kailangan pa rin akong magsimula ng negosyo para panatilihing dumadami ang pera kung mapagod si Banks sa akin nang maaga.Kailangan kong huminto sa pagtatrabaho, ngunit hindi pa ako makakaalis dahil wala akong apartment. Hindi na binanggit muli ni Banks ang pagkuha ng eksklusibong estate, at dahil sa pera na ito, hindi ko lakas ng loob na tanungin.Kailangan kong palitan ang aking wardrobe. Hindi tulad na kinakailangan — bukod sa hosiery, hubad ako kasama niya sa lahat ng oras. Ngunit nais kong magsuot ng isang bagay
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Chapter: Frost **بنوك POV** تتوقف أمامي. أخفّض نفسي إلى مستواها ولوهلة وجيزة جداً أضيع في مدى توقّعها. توقع حقيقي ولم أظن يوماً أنني سأكون سعيداً بإراءتها المزيد. أُحرّك العربة المملوءة بكل الأدوات مباشرةً بجانب ساقَيها. "هل تعرفين ما هذا؟" أومئ نحو قيد اليد. تنظر إليه للأسفل ثم تعود إليّ. "لا يا سيدي." آخذ معصمها وأضع في الفتحة اليسرى. الجزء الداخلي مبطّن، لا حواف خام. كل شيء في هذه الغرفة مبني ليُمسك دون إيذاء. "مفاجأة جميلة. كتبكِ لم تُعلّمكِ ذلك؟" تنظر إليّ للأعلى وأُراقب خدّيها المنتفخَين يحمرّان. أتجه نحو معصمها الأيمن لكنها قبضته. تعمل حلقوم بشكل متكرر تبتلع وتبدأ من جديد وتبتلع بتكرار كأن الأمر صعب. "استرخي يا أنور." تومئ لكنها صامتة. صامتة أكثر مما ينبغي. "لا بأس بالخوف وأنتِ تُحسنين جداً." أُثبّت قيد معصمها الأيسر وتنظر إليّ للأعلى. "إن كان ضيّقاً أخبريني." أُثبّت الثاني وهي تهزّ رأسها. "هل تعرفين لماذا أفعل هذا؟" هزّة أخرى. "لأنني أُؤمن بقدرتكِ على استيعابي." تتّسع عيناها وتنفرجان شفتاها قليلاً. يتوقف نفَسي وأُطبّق شفتَيها بين شفتَيّ مُفاجئاً لنفسي. كلانا يبقى هك
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Chapter: Frosting إيليانور جميلة. الجميلة العادية والجميلة المُذهلة التي تُسقط الفك. تبدو وكأنها وطن وكنز مطلق مما يُوقف أنفاسي. معدتها تتنفّس ضد معدتي وعيناها غافيتان بالحاجة. الدليل صاخب في تنفّسها المُتعب. بابتسامة وعيناي عليها. أسحب حلمتها بين أسناني وأضغط على الأخرى بين إبهامي والأصبع الأول. "ياللعنة يا سيدي." تصرخ بصوت عالٍ. تجد راحتها كتفي وجسمها العلوي يرتفع. يضرب صلابتي. أُكرّر وتسترخي رأسها على السرير مُهزّاً إياه بينما تُقسم. أُحرّك يدي التي تضغط على حلمتها وأُدخل ثلاثة أصابع بداخلها. "آآآخذني يا سيدي!" تُغطّي عصارتها الأصابع الثلاثة وأُعطي ثلاث دفعات سريعة للأمام بداخلها. بتردّد أرفع فمي عن ثديها. "الفّي ساقَيكِ على ظهري." تنظر إليّ وعيناها سابحتان بالرغبة وأدفع إصبعَين للأعلى حتى أشعر بخشونة نقطة G عندها. دون تأخير تلتفّ ساقاها حولي وأندفع للأمام ناظراً مباشرةً إلى وجهها بينما أُدير أصابعي بداخلها. يُغشي رأسي الحرارة. "أنتِ عاهرة جشعة داكنة يا أنور." أُفصح بينما ترفع مؤخرتها قليلاً لتُقابل دفعاتي. "انظري كيف تبتلع بوسيتكِ الأصابع الثلاثة كلها." يتسارع تنفّسها وت
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Chapter: Display **بنوك** ستكون نهايتي. أعني ذلك بصدق مُرعب لرجل نجا من انقلابات مجالس الإدارة وزواج محسوب وخطف وكل كوارث مونتانا. لكن هذا، ستكون سبب انهياري. لم يسبق لي أن رأى أحداً يُجهّز نفسه لي بدهن الشوكولاتة وكيك الكيرة على زوج من الأثداء. ليس أي زوج. زوجها. ممتلئان وثقيلان. النوع الذي يملأ كلتا يديّ ويطالب بانتباه بقية الغرفة حتى وهي مُلبَسة كاملاً. والآن هي بعيدة كل البُعد عن اللباس الكامل. وفقط لتدق المسمار أعمق، إيليانور راكعة في غرفتي الحمراء ترتدي جواربها فحسب وعليها كيك الكيرة على ثديها الأيمن وشوكولاتة على أيسرها. كلاهما مُطلَّيَين على صدرها ومعصمها مُقيَّد بالقضيب ومؤخرتها مُدفوعة للخلف عليّ بتعمّد كأنها تتحدّاني على تدميرها. تتحدّاني على تذكّر أنني لا أزال غاضباً منها. وكأنها تدرك أنني كذلك. أتذكّر. أنا أيضاً صلب بطريقة تخطّت الغضب ووصلت إلى مكان آخر كلياً. مكان قريب من الإعجاب. يدي لا تزال على رقبتها عبر القضيب. أستطيع الشعور بنبضها تحت أصابعي: سريع متهيّج لا يفعل شيئاً لمساعدتي في الحفاظ على الانضباط الذي تتطلبه هذه الغرفة. *"مستعدة يا سيدي مستعدة."* تتردّد كلما
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Chapter: Stop work "هذا. الآن لديّ معلومات الاتصال الشخصية بك." تُعيده لي بغمزة. "فقط للتأكد تماماً من أنك لن تُغيّبيني. سأتصل لتلك الجولة في البنتهاوس." تستدير وتتجه عائدةً إلى صفوف العطور تاركةً إياي واقفة عند المدخل مذهولة تماماً. أُلقي نظرة طويلة نهائية على المحل. هذا هو المكان الذي قضيت فيه كل صباح طوال السنوات الثلاث الماضية. علّمتني هذه العطور كل ما أعرفه عن المكوّنات والبيانات والبنية. يتشكّل ضيق مفاجئ في صدري وتشعر قدماي بثقل مثبَّتتَين في الأرضية. "لنذهب يا آنسة إيليانور،" يُنادي صوت فاندييفر بلطف من الباب المفتوح. أومئ مُخذاً نفَساً عميقاً. "حسناً." نخرج إلى ضوء الظهيرة الساطع. "يمكنك التوجه إلى السيارة،" أُخبره وأنا أتوقف على الرصيف. "أحتاج لحظة قصيرة." يومئ باحترام مُنزلاً نحو السيارة الفارهة المنتظرة. أتراجع خطوة للخلف وأنظر إلى الواجهة الخارجية للمبنى تاركاً إحساس الختام يغسلني. سأشتاق فعلاً لهذا المكان. يتفتّح الباب الزجاجي الثقيل خلفي وجوني يندفع إلى الرصيف. عند رؤيته يُقترب، يتوقف فاندييفر وكارلتون فوراً ويلتفّان ويتقدمان حتى يقفا على بُعد متناول الذراع مني وهما حاج
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Chapter: Interviewed. Stop work. Display. Frosting**التالي** يحاول التشبّث بسؤال تقني لتعثيرها. "حسناً. عميل ذو قيمة عالية يريد عطراً مميزاً لشريك يُعاني من حساسية شديدة تجاه الروائح القوية. ماذا تقترحين؟" "هل الشريك ذكر أم أنثى؟" "ذكر." "شيء أوزوني أو مائي. أرى أن لديكم LV Imagination وأيضاً Boadicea Aqua في العرض خلف الزجاج. هذا الأخير يمتلك قاعدة اصطناعية مضادة للحساسية. إنه اقتراح مثالي." يبتلع جوني ريقه بصعوبة وفكّه يشتدّ لكنه يحافظ على وضعية مهنية. "لماذا يجب أن نوظّفك على غيرك؟" "سأعمل كممثلة مبيعات وأتولى السجل النقدي الرئيسي. بالنظر إلى الراتب الأساسي الذي تعرضه الذي بالكاد يُغطّي مناوبة معيارية واحدة، أعتقد أنك ستجد صعوبة استثنائية في إيجاد شخص بمؤهلاتي الزائدة يقبل هذه الشروط." يُحدّق جوني فيها طويلاً مُعذَّباً قبل أن يُلقي نظرة خبيثة في اتجاهي. "حسناً. يمكنك البدء الشهر القادم. إيليانور هنا ستأخذك عبر المخزون حتى تتعلمي إدارة الأرضية." "أريد البدء اليوم،" تردّ بسلاسة مُلتقطةً محفظتها الجلدية. "هذه الأرضية صغيرة جداً مقارنة بآخر متجر كبير أدرته. سأحفظ التخطيط والرفوف العلوية في غضون الساعة القادمة."
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Chapter: Too short **وجهة نظر إيليانور** "إنها قصيرة جداً." "بيع العطور لا يتطلب طولاً يا جوني!" أنفجر ويداي تُلوّحان بوحشية حول المحل. "بل يتطلب ذلك بالتأكيد،" يردّ بسلاسة. "أم ستعود وتدفع من جيبك الخاص حين تعجز عن الوصول إلى الرف الأعلى وتكسر زجاجة شانيل مستوردة؟" "هل تسمع نفسك أصلاً؟!" تخطّيت الصراخ. أكاد أهدم المحل بذهابي وإيابي المحموم بينما يسترخي على كرسيه أمامه وعاء آيس كريم مُنتَصف الأكل على المنضدة. "هل تحاول إيقافي عن الاستقالة؟ لأنه بحق السماء إن أكملت هذا الأسبوع فأنا مغادرة بغض النظر عن وجود شخص على هذا الكرسي أم لا!" "تظن أنك مهمة فحسب يا إيليانور لكنك..." "اصمتتتتت! لقد مللتك إلى أقصى درجة!" أزأر. "كانت تلك آخر مرشحة من مكتب التوظيف ومع ذلك لم توظّفها!" "ليس خطئي أنك محدودة الفهم وتختار فقط..." يبدأ جوني في الوقوف لكن كارلتون يقف مباشرة في خط بصره. الحارس الضخم لا يقول كلمة واحدة لكن التهديد الضمني في وقفته كافٍ. يُغلق جوني فمه على الفور. أُقدّم لكارلتون ابتسامة شاكرة سريعة ومتقطّعة الأنفاس. ينظر إليّ بعيون تصرخ بالشفقة بوضوح. "ليس خطئي أنهم غير مناسبين للعلامة التجارية،" يُتم
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PUCK & PUNISHMENT
Fully BL.
Asher swears he's straight.
Torren insists he came for revenge.
But every locker room stare between them turns violent with want, and every heated argument stays in mind longer.
Revenge has never been this wet, neither has Hate ever been this hard.
On this ice... There are no safe words and, They broke the wrong twin.
Torren steals his twin brother's identity to take revenge on the VENOMS but a single Collison on the ice reveal blazing desire.
The Venoms are the four untouchable heirs that rule Michigan High School, they shattered Remington Vladimir Gallagher's legs on the ice, leaving him bound to a wheelchair.
But now, his identical twin, Torren, is back for vengeance after spending seven months in military training.
With six weeks of ice practice, and one stolen identity.
Torren stalks them with a ghost mask
at night and
By day, he torments them on ice. Starting with Asher, their captain.
But heat sparks when Torren crashes into Remington on ice, with their bodies pressing together and Asher's hard cock pressing against him, something changes
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Chapter: Brother's clinicI wake up mid-stroke, my right hand gripping my cock so tight my knuckles turned white. I’m gasping, fighting a losing battle against the intense, raw orgasm crashing through me... easily the wildest of my life.Considering the last two orgasms were also the best of my life, it shouldn't surprise me that I’m drowning in thoughts of the two men who gave them to me. The two men I just dreamt of together."Are you with me?" I blink, focusing on my brother's sharp voice, dragging me back from the dream-scape to the cold reality of his clinic.This is exactly why I’m here. I need answers. I need to purge these thoughts on loop in my head before they destroy me."So, what’s wrong with me?""There’s nothing wrong with you, Asher," he says, leaning back in his creaking chair, casually lighting a cigarette."And I'm supposed to believe that? You claim to be a doctor, but you're chain-smoking in your own examination room.""I also have my left arm completely covered in tattoos, in case you miss
Last Updated: 2026-05-27
Chapter: DesiresMy lips. Is Right.on. Remington lips! If I thought my stomach was fluttering before, now it has wings and it's spreading wide while my heart race even faster“Ash!” Elliott’s voice ring from the barrier, faded.Our eyes remain locked. If I move just a bit, I'll kiss himJust from this ghost.... GHOSTFACE THRUSTING IN ME..NO ghostface Asher. I breathe in and the air circulate between us.Just from that tiny kiss, I tasted soda and heat from him, and it's doing many things in me. I can't help but imagine what he'll taste like if our lips touch.His hand move between our chests and he fist my jersey, moving his.... head!"Don't " I warn. He raise his eyes up"Don't kis..."Fuck me! Remington's cock harden beneath me as his mouth touch mine. He kisses me, ignoring my warning.Same with my dick which jiggles violently against my hockey pant. Straining to come out. To have direct skin contact of Remington hard one that's poking me. My hips move and my tongue slip into his mouth."Ash.."
Last Updated: 2026-05-15
Chapter: Private lessonASHER POV The Venom private rink at this hour belongs to me unquestionably-. No audience. No expectation. Just the cold and the overhead lights, the sound of my own edges, and the particular clarity that comes when the rest of the world is still asleep. I’ve been here forty minutes when the doors open. He’s not late. Exactly on time, which somehow reads as a refusal to be punctual on my terms and just arriving at the exact minute that meets the requirement and no more. He comes in looking unhurried in his practice gear, helmet under one arm, and steps onto the ice without ceremony. “You’re late,” I say. “I’m not,” he says. I look at my watch. "You said don’t be late. I’m not late.” He snaps his helmet on. "What are we doing, Captain?” Captain. I guess he doesn't call me '01' again. I kinda liked it. I fire a puck into the empty net. Get on the ice and find out.” He skates out to center. I watch him warm up. I watch the way he reads the surface, making small adjustmen
Last Updated: 2026-05-14
Chapter: TRUTHASHER POVElliott is in my room when I get back. His hand is in his pocket, the other twirling around a mini toy puck, leaning against the door, staring at me—which is his definition of pacing."You look disastrous.""But I still look better than you," I reply, and he leans away from the door. Dipping both hands and the toy puck into his pocket, he takes a measured step to me... then to the President Obama picture that sits on my dresser by my bed."You remember when your brother came out gay." Go, Elliott. The bastard already figured me out, or something, and he won't stop."Don't remind me," I grind out, resting my back on my bed as I stare at the ceiling."Sometimes I think that's life's way of telling your mom 'fuck you,'" he says, the bed dipping to show he is sitting right by my side."How so?""If there is any misandrist that I know of, then it's your mom." I chuckle, folding both hands beneath my head."And life decided to give her two sons," I say, a floating weight settling
Last Updated: 2026-05-13
Chapter: Fuck meASHER POV“What’s going on with you, Asher?”“What did I say is going on with me, Elliott?.”“You’ve been raging non-stop. Losing awareness of your surroundings. This is the second punching bag you’ve gone through because you split the last one open.”I throw a right hook into the center of the bag. The chain rattles against the ceiling mount.“I’m working out. In case that wasn’t obvious enough.”“You’re zoning out,” he says. “There’s a difference.”“Some of us think when we train, Elliott.”“Right.” He steps back.My hands stop mid-swing.Every hair on my body rises. My throat closes up. My pulse goes from controlled to something I refuse to name and my length does what it’s been doing all morning at the worst possible intervals.I turn around.Remington standing at the entrance to the indoor practice rink in his gear, helmet under his arm, looking exactly like he always looks — unhurried, impossible, taking up the right amount of space in every room he enters.“Hi,” he says.Two l
Last Updated: 2026-05-10
Chapter: 21 Private hockeyASHER POV The cold air of the private Venom rink is the only thing keeping the fever in my blood from boiling over. I glide across the surface, the hollow ring of my skates echoing off the ICE RINK rafters. I pull my phone from my glove and send the DM. ASHER:Private wing. Now. Don't be late, scholarship. I toss the phone onto the bench and pick up my stick. My mind is a jagged mess of glass and static. I can still feel the ghost of the cuffs biting into my wrists from last night, the humiliating weight of his cock , and the way the "Ghost" moved over me. I came so hard I thought my heart would stop—an explosive, shameful betrayal of my own body. I’m being hunted in my own bedroom, threatened with a camera clip, and I can’t tell a soul. Not my mother. Certainly not Elliott. To admit I was taken like that is to admit I am no longer the King. Not when I have proof I like it. My dick jerks again and rag fill me "Betrayer" I murmur "I did nothing wrong" avoice sound And The h
Last Updated: 2026-05-07
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