Secretly Pucking The Hockey God.
Maya Adams has a type…
Anyone who isn’t Hunter Callum.
To the rest of the world, he’s the God of Hockey..a cold, arrogant, shirtless-on-every-billboard legend.
To Maya, he’s the prude, stuck-up asshole who just got her suspended from her dream job at a top New York publishing firm.
When a drunken night of trash-talking Hunter at a club ends in a bloody brawl and a viral scandal, Maya wakes up in the one place she never thought she’d be…Hunter’s penthouse.
Now, his agent is offering her a deal she can’t afford to refuse
Play the part of the doting, supportive girlfriend for five months.
Curb the temper of the league's most volatile player.
Walk away with $3.5 million and her career back.
The rules are simple: keep it professional in private and convincing in public. But as the "God of Hockey" starts showing Maya a side of himself the cameras never see, the lines between their contract and their chemistry begin to blur.
Maya is supposed to be faking it. But Hunter? He stopped playing a game the moment he laid eyes on her.
Falling for the enemy wasn't in the contract. But obsessed gods don't play by the rules.
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Chapter: Chapter five.Maya stirred slowly to warmth pressed firmly against her back and an arm draped heavily across her waist beneath the blankets.For a few quiet seconds, she didn’t move.Hanger over effects. Her head felt heavy. Her thoughts slow and foggy beneath the lingering haze of alcohol while soft morning light spilled faintly across the unfamiliar room around her.The bed beneath her felt too soft and expensive. And the scent surrounding her definitely did not belong in her bedroom.She could smell clean linen and expensive cologne. Something warm and masculine lingering against the pillow beside her.Maya frowned slightly against the sheets.Then the arm around her waist shifted and the movement made her freeze.A slow breath brushed faintly against the back of her neck before the weight behind her settled closer instinctively, like whoever was holding her had done it in their sleep without thinking.Her stomach dropped.Very slowly, Maya opened her eyes wider.Floor-to-ceiling windows stretch
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Chapter: Chapter four.“Hunter Callum?” Someone gasped from the crowd.It couldn't be him right?Maya stared at him through the flashing club lights, her tequila-soaked brain trying and failing to properly process what the hell was happening.Then she frowned. “No.”The man standing in front of her raised a brow slightly, chest still rising evenly like he hadn’t just nearly killed somebody moments ago.“No?” he repeated.“You are not Hunter Callum,” Maya informed him seriously.Somewhere behind them, security was dragging Derek away while people continued shouting over the music. Phones were raised everywhere now. Recording. Filming. Probably livestreaming at this point.Maya ignored all of it.Mostly because she was too busy staring at the extremely attractive stranger standing in front of her.Hunter Callum was supposed to exist on giant billboards and sports magazines Ethan kept scattered around the apartment.Not standing this close to her in a club. Not with split knuckles and someone else’s blood acro
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Chapter: Chapter three.“Jessie,” Maya muttered without looking up, “if you came back just to judge me some more, I want you to know our friendship is becoming toxic.”A low laugh sounded beside her.It didn't sound like Jessie. Definitely not Jessie.Maya paused for a second too long, her brain slightly delayed in catching up through the tequila haze, before she turned slowly.Oh. Oh wow.The man sitting beside her was unfairly attractive.She blinked once, then twice, like her eyes were trying to confirm he was actually real.He was tall even while seated. His dark hair was slightly messy. Broad shoulders stretching beneath a black button-up rolled at the sleeves. Expensive watch and a sharp jawline.The kind of face women probably wrote terrible poetry about.Maya narrowed her eyes suspiciously, still a little slow in her processing.“You look rich.”He gave another quiet laugh. “I’ve been accused of worse.”His voice was calm, smooth and deep enough to make something annoyingly warm slide down her spine.
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Chapter: Chapter two.“It’s not the end of the world,” Jessie said softly.Maya laughed. Not because anything was funny but because if she didn’t, she genuinely felt she might start screaming instead.She sat against the headboard still wearing the same cream blouse from work, one sleeve stretched slightly from Chloe grabbing her earlier. There was probably still makeup smeared somewhere beneath her eyes too.She couldn’t bring herself to care.When she’d gotten home, the house had been empty. For once, she’d actually been grateful for it.Her mom was probably out grocery shopping while Ethan was still in class, and thank God for that because she genuinely didn’t know what she would’ve said if they’d been there.Hey Mom, I might’ve destroyed my career today.Hey Ethan, the hockey player you worship so much is the reason I may not be able to afford your tuition anymore.Yeah. No.The word kept floating around her head uselessly.Suspended indefinitely. Not fired. Which somehow felt worse.Because now she go
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Chapter: Chapter one.The sound of her mother banging on her bedroom door dragged Maya out of sleep like a criminal being pulled toward execution.“Maya! You're going to be late again!”She groaned into her pillow, one arm flung dramatically over her face. “Five more minutes,” she croaked.“You said that twenty minutes ago!”Damnit.Her eyes creaked open reluctantly, landing on the blinking numbers of her alarm clock.7:43AM.“Oh shit.”She shot upright so fast her blanket tangled around her legs and nearly sent her crashing face-first into the floor. Her head throbbed immediately, punishment for staying awake until almost two in the morning trying to contact the most frustrating man in New York.Hunter freaking Callum.The country’s golden boy and media’s favorite arrogant asshole.She rubbed both hands down her face before collapsing back onto the mattress for exactly three seconds.Yesterday had been humiliation wrapped in expensive suits and rejection.Twice.The first time had happened outside the pri
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