His Dangerous Love On Ice
This book contains explicit sexual content, dominant/possessive behavior, morally gray characters, family conflict, and themes that may be triggering. Intended for mature readers 18+.
This isn’t your normal hockey romance. It’s dark, raw, and unrelenting—where obsession, desire, and power collide, and nothing is off-limits.
★★★★★
"Let's play a game."
"What game?"
"One that involves you not screaming."
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I'd been the perfect girlfriend to my star hockey player for two years.
Stood in the rain at his practices. Drove hours just to watch him warm benches. Wore his jersey like it meant something.
And he repaid me by fucking his way through half of Chicago—including the sister of the one man he's been obsessed with for years.
Zane Mercer.
The NHL's most dangerous player. My stepfather's worst enemy. And the man who looked at me like I was something worth destroying the world for.
One impossible offer.
One desperate bet.
One night that changed everything.
Zane doesn't do fake. He doesn't do half measures.
When he tells me I'm his for two months, he means it. In every way that matters.
But Zane has secrets buried so deep they connect to my family's past in ways I never imagined. Dark secrets. Deadly ones.
What starts as a transaction turns into obsession.
What starts as revenge turns into something I can't walk away from.
And what starts as a lie might be the only truth that matters.
They say some men are too dangerous to love.
They're right.
But I was never good at following warnings.
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Chapter: Chapter 75: ZANE's POVChapter 75: ZANE's POVThe racing club was more than just a club.It was a cathedral I'd built for speed and sin, carved out of an abandoned subway station three levels below Chicago, deep enough that cops never came sniffing around and the sound never reached anyone who might actually give a shit.I bought the property eleven years ago through a shell company—back when I was twenty-two and stupid enough to think racing could fix everything broken inside me. Spent millions retrofitting the tunnels and somehow turned it into this thing that existed somewhere between legal and lethal.The main floor was the track—a quarter-mile circuit looping through old subway tunnels, tight corners, and straightaways that separated the guys who actually knew how to drive from
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Chapter: Chapter 74: ZANE's POVChapter 74: ZANE's POVEight hours ago.The plan had been simple—walk into the Hopkins office, present the forensic evidence about the deepfake video, secure the partnership, and walk out before my father could interfere.Simple. Clean. Effective.Except nothing involving William Mercer was ever simple.He'd been calling me nonstop since yesterday—emails, texts, voicemails, each one more demanding than the last. End the deal with Hopkins. Cut ties with the girl. Come back to the game. Focus on the next hockey season while I clean up your mess.A mess he'd helped create by manipulating Sophia into her little revenge scheme.
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Chapter: Chapter 73: OLIVE's POVChapter 73: OLIVE's POV"What happens now?" I asked, changing the subject because I wasn't ready to dive into the ethics of protecting family members who didn't deserve it."Now," Zane said, his voice dropping lower, taking on that dangerous edge that made my stomach flip, "you go back to work. Act like nothing happened. The story is dead. The partnership is moving forward. And tonight—" he traced my bottom lip with his thumb, and I had to resist the urge to bite it, "—you're coming with me to my club."My stomach did a full somersault. "Your racing club?""The one and only." His eyes were dark now, intense. "I told you you'd see my biggest secret. Or maybe one of them. Time to deliver on that promise.""Zane—"
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Chapter: Chapter 72: OLIVE's POVChapter 72: OLIVE's POVI followed Zane out of the conference room, my heels clicking against the polished floor, my heart hammering in my chest because I had no idea if he was about to thank me or tear me apart for speaking up.But honestly? I didn't care.I was probably going to be the one tearing him apart anyway for being Zane Fucking Mercer, king of arrogant assholes who thought they could steamroll everyone in their path.He led me down the hallway, past curious stares from employees who were pretending not to watch but absolutely were. I could feel their eyes burning into my back, could practically hear the whispers that would start the second we were out of earshot.‘Did you see that? Olive Monroe and Zane Mercer. Together. After
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Chapter: Chapter 71: OLIVE's POVChapter 71: OLIVE's POV"Stability," Zane said, leaning forward slightly, "is not the same as strength. A stable company crumbles the moment external pressure is applied. A strong company adapts. Evolves. Uses challenges as opportunities for growth."He pulled up another screen—financial projections, market analysis, data I recognized from business school."Hopkins has been 'stable' for fifteen years," Zane continued. "Your stock prices have remained relatively consistent. Your investor base hasn't changed. You occupy the same market position you did a decade ago. That's not success. That's stagnation."I watched Grayson's expression darken."My father's company," Zane said, and I noticed he didn't say our company, "the Mercer Corporation, has tripled its market value in the past five years. We've expanded into six new industries. We've weathered three major scandals and came out stronger each time. Do you know why?"No one answered."Because we don't run from pressure," Zane said. "W
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Chapter: Chapter 70: OLIVE's POVChapter 70: OLIVE's POVBrenda squeezed my arm once before pushing open the heavy conference room doors.The second we stepped inside, every head turned toward us.No—toward me.The conference room was massive, the dark wood and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Seattle. A long table dominated the center of the space, surrounded by leather chairs.And sitting in those chairs were some of the most powerful people in Chicago's sports and business world.Grayson sat at the head of the table, his expression unreadable—that CEO mask he wore when he was trying not to show emotion. But I could see the tension in his jaw, the way his fingers were pressed flat against the table like he was physically restraining himself.Beside him sat Marcus and Fiona—two of the senior board members I recognized from previous meetings. Their expressions ranged from curious to concerned to barely concealed judgment.And then there was Zane.He sat across from Grayson, leaning back in his chair with the kind
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