Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain
Anne-Marie’s world collapses after spending one night in the bed of a total stranger, leaving her to pick up the pieces of her broken life. But survival is a must. Two years later, she returns to college, focused solely on securing her degree and making something out of her life against all odds.
She has to pick up figure skating again and is shocked out of her mind when she discovers that the hockey captain with whom she’ll be sharing the ice rink is none other than the ‘Champion’ she spent an unforgettable steamy night with. Memphis McCarthy.
Memphis is elite, passionate, persistent, ruthless on ice, and dangerously hard to resist. Despite their entanglement with others and a complicated buried past that will tear them apart, he is determined to make her admit she never forgot him, just as he never forgot about her. Their love is impossible, but as they dance on ice together, he slowly melts down the frozen walls she’s built around her fragile heart. He wants her burdens, her mess, her pain. He wants her, even if it will cost him everything he’s spent his whole life building.
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Chapter: Chapter 66. A Message for MarcusAnne-Marie’s P.O.VFlying first class is an experience I’ll forever cherish and be grateful for, especially because I got to do it with my baby. She’s asleep against my chest, fussing quietly every time I try to get comfortable as Marcus’s assistant drives us home from the airport. Marcus McCarthy… The COO of Litho Core Semiconductors & Technologies.I finally looked him up last night after returning to the hotel and wished I hadn’t, even though I’m glad I did—it’s why I’m yet to respond to his dinner invitation. It’s why I’m quickly coming out of the bubble I’ve been in the last few days I spent in New Jersey, getting pampered and catered to without having to lift a finger or worry about making ends meet. It’s the reason my head is spinning, and if it weren’t for the company in this car, I’d be slamming it against the window and calling myself an idiot. So foolish of me to think I could be anything to him. So foolish of me to think I could rely on him and perhaps get comfortable wi
Last Updated: 2026-10-13
Chapter: Chapter 65. Fly, Anne-MarieAnne-Marie’s P.O.VIt’s Wednesday—our fourth day in New Jersey. Monday was too much to handle. I was merely holding on for my baby. She was the only reason I made it back to my suite in one piece, having spent several hours sprawled in front of my sister and mom’s gravestones, weeping until depletion. I got back to our suite, cared for my baby, and cried into the night. Marcus called, and I couldn’t even pick up. Dreading another episode of panic and torture, I stayed in yesterday. But I’m trying again today.“Mommy?” Maryanne calls for the hundredth time, looking up at me and holding out her white rose stalks, one in each hand. “Mommy…” She murmurs, uncertainty in her voice and big eyes.I give her a reassuring nod and nudge her forward, quickly wiping the tear from my eye before dropping into a squat behind her. “This is for grandma,” I repeat, sniffle, and take her right hand, guiding it forward. “Say, hi, Grandma,”“I ca–ma,” she manages, takes a tiny step forward in her boots, a
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Chapter: Chapter 64. Doing This AloneAnne-Marie’s P.O.VPanic washes over me. My eyes are locked with the middle-aged man behind the wheel. His mouth opens as if he’s about to speak, but he simply stares at me, confusion and surprise brimming in his eyes.So, I start to repeat myself, “I don’t want to stay here–”My door is pulled open suddenly. I gasp, snapping my head right to see it’s only hotel staff. I can tell from his uniform and that of the other person behind him. They’re both smiling at me, uttering polite and friendly greetings. My hands are shaking, my heart racing unguardedly, but even in the chaos, my eyes travel to those two—all chummy and close—leaving the hotel, catching a glance at them as they enter a Sports car. Only when the car speeds off do I start breathing again.My trembling hands palm my face.“Ms. Potter, are you okay?”I lift my eyes to the man behind the wheel, concern etched in his gaze. “I’ll contact Mr. McCarthy if you have a problem with staying here. We can always make another arrangem
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Chapter: Chapter 63. Your HotelAnne-Marie’s P.O.VI’m going home. New Jersey is home, even if I have nowhere to call mine there. It’s Sunday noon, two days after my emotional meltdown with Marcus. I spent Saturday working at Jeffrey’s and got an advance pay to afford at least a two-way train ticket and a place to stay for one night for my baby and me. Jeffrey was kind enough to accommodate my request after I told him I needed to visit a loved one who had passed away. He thankfully didn’t probe much. I also used my ‘Doctor’s note’. So, I’m taking time off work and school. But Marcus called in the evening to check on me, and somehow I told him I was making the trip. He was silent for a while. I didn’t need a seer to know that I’d upset him by not telling him I’d made a decision.When he finally spoke again, he said, “You were going to leave without telling me, right?”I couldn’t deny it.He hung up with a deep sigh, leaving me worried and panicking, only to call back an hour later to tell me someone would come pick
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Chapter: Chapter 62. A Part of MeMarcus’s P.O.VMy head tilts back against the headrest, my eyes closed as my assistant drives in silence. Exhaustion grinds my body. I recline my seat, stretch my legs out to take up all the legroom, and fold my arms, sighing deeply. Anne-Marie… Her gorgeous face lingers in my mind. It got puffed up after she cried so much, yet she was still every bit beautiful. I keep coming back here. Even after telling myself I’d stay away. Once I realized that she’d blocked me, probably because I kissed her, I thought it was for the best. But my assistant returned home from our trip to Germany a few days ago and found out she’d collected my corporate ID badge from the hospital and had been trying to reach me on the other phone I leave at home whenever I go on work trips. Coming back here was inevitable.I’ve never had a woman block me, but she did without a second thought.I’ve never been involved with a woman I knew nothing about, unless I had zero interest in her. Running a background check is
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Chapter: Chapter 61. A Reason To Come BackAnne-Marie’s P.O.VMy mind wars with his words, but my heart wants to believe that he’s not lying. He doesn’t look like he is. Holding my gaze with every bit of sincerity and warmth, he slowly reaches for my right hand. “Okay?” He nods, blinking once, as if wanting me to see into his head. Somehow, I do. He doesn’t seem to be lying. He doesn’t seem like any of those awful guys or Mr. Dawson. He has never seemed like them.My gaze flickers; I lower it and give him a slow nod.He huffs softly and pulls me close, the bags for Maryanne dangling from his grip and bumping against both our legs. When I lift my eyes, his face is right in mine. An amused smile curves his mouth. “You make me so curious about you…” His voice is hoarse, his eyes roaming my face.I’m not breathing.“Will you help with the other bags, so you and I can get some rest for tonight? It’s been a long, emotional night for the two of us. Hasn’t it?”I press my lips together, nod slightly, and slip my hand out of his. Then
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Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit
“I never let go,” he says to her, voice deep and intoxicating. “After you, there’ll be no one else. I’m going to want all of you. Every part of you, Sophia.”
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Alexander Thorne is vice—danger wrapped in billions, immorality, and a smile that feels like sin. And unfortunately for Sophia Rose, he’s the man she’s been arranged to marry.
Sophia may be young, spoiled, and rich, but she’s done having her life dictated for her. With her father’s crumbling empire and society waiting to feast on their downfall, she’s got only two escape routes: RUN or be SOLD.
No one warned her that Alexander would become her weakness.
She shouldn’t want a man like him. Marrying him shouldn’t even be an option. But, Alexander is so deliciously irresistible. He makes it his mission to claw his way into her heart, her thoughts, her fears.
Every private moment with him leaves her breathless, wanting more, and tangled deeper in his hands.
By the time she realizes that he’s the thorn that will ruin her, she’s far too trapped to run.
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Content Warning: This book contains mature and sensitive themes, including sexual sins, exploitation, and manipulation, addiction, trauma, violence, and emotional struggles. These topics are portrayed with honesty and care. Characters wrestle with serious issues on their journey to healing and light. Intimate scenes are sensual but not explicit. Please, read with discernment.
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Chapter: Chapter 082. Finding HerselfAlexander’s POVThe drive has been quiet. Sophia rests her head against my chest, her arms wrapped around me. My arm curves around her. My other hand gently strokes her thigh. I can feel her anxiety; it’s almost as tangible as the warmth she brings to me.I turn and put a kiss on her head, trying to take her mind off what we both know is bothering her. “You’ve not told me what you did today,” I mutter.She rubs my chest, then snuggles against me with a sigh, lifting her gaze to meet mine. Her lashes bat as she blinks repeatedly. Her lips mold into a pout before spreading into a thin line.“What is it?” I ask, taking in every beautiful feature on her face.She shakes her head.“You don’t want to tell me?”“It’s not that…” Her words are muffled. “My day was exciting… I missed you a lot, though.”“I missed you, too. I thought of running home to you… I had to throw my phone away to avoid calling you every second.”She giggles. Finally. I smile and press a kiss on her nose. She shuts her
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Chapter: Chapter 081. Stop LeavingAlexander’s POVMy shoes stomp hard against the ground in quick motion. My head spins, getting clouded by the echoing voices.“Alexander?” That soft voice slips through. But I’m not stopping. My eyes are on the elevator door at the end of this open space. My chest tightens. The room keeps shrinking around me.“Alexander!”My hand is yanked back, and I’m forced to turn. I suck in a breath, my teeth digging into my bottom lip, my chest swelling, and my blurred gaze locking with Sophia’s. Her eyes are reddened and misty. Sadness clouds her features. “A–Alexander…” She stutters, pulling at my wrist, coming too close. My hands tremble. But when her hand covers mine, the noise starts to quieten. When she takes my phone from my hand and locks our fingers, I blink, and my gaze refocuses on her, my tears on the verge of slipping out. Sophia stares at me as if her entire world is crashing. My heart won’t stop pounding. No words. Just silence and the unspoken pain between us.My chest tight
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Chapter: Chapter 080. Even Much WorseAlexander’s POV“Guess,” Sophia says.Wine? I think, still staring at it. But it’s a much bigger bag to hold only a single bottle of wine. I shift my eyes back to her and smile, my gaze slowly lowering to her lips. I whisper, “Can I see it?”She nods, glee in her eyes.“I wanna kiss you on the way there…”A chuckle spills out of her. “I’ll roll us back to my desk and kiss you all the way,” I continue, shortening the space between our lips to half an inch. “You don’t think I can?”She’s still laughing. I take matters into my lips, eliciting giggles from her as I start rooting my shoes against the ground, one firm foot after the other, rolling my seat in the direction of my desk again. I coax her mouth open, tangling it with mine. The muscles in my thighs and hips are working overtime to keep me still sitting, when with every roll of the casters, I almost slide off the seat.Sophia slips down my thighs. She gasps, clinging tighter as I halt and hold her close, both of us laughing with
Last Updated: 2026-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 079. Wanting Nothing Between UsAlexander’s POVDean has cleared every photo from the coffee table. But my wife pushes the door wide and steps in, her smile slowly fading to a look of suspicious curiosity as she stares from me to Dean. Then her gaze drops to the envelope in his hand.I unbutton my suit, swallow, and step out from behind my desk, heading toward her. “My love?”Her mouth twists into a wry smile as she meets my gaze again. I note her full hands. In one hand is a baby-blue purse that matches the turtleneck she’s wearing, and in the other hand, a black medium-sized gift bag with pink ribbons. Long navy coat, and navy wide-leg pants. She strolls in slowly, heels hitting the ground with a sound that matches my heartbeat.Dean remains in motion, too. “Good evening, Mrs. Thorne,” he greets with a slight dip of his head, going past her.“Hello, Dean,” she eyes the envelope in his hand, her curiosity amplifying brightly in her light hazel eyes as her gaze follows it, even when he’s at the door.“Are you not he
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Chapter: Chapter 078. ReputationAlexander’s POVAll day, it’s been one meeting after another, plus a lunch meeting with a politician. Now, my nose is buried in reports. My eyes are starting to strain, but I’m hoping to get through as many reports as I can before leaving this place. This is one thing I don’t enjoy, even though it’s one of my most important responsibilities. “Thank you,” I mutter to Leah as she drops my third cup of coffee for the day without a word and turns to leave. I pick up the small mug and take a long sip, my eyes still on the financial department’s dashboards and graphs, tracking cash flow runway, burn rate, and profit margins. It’s almost the end of the year. The 31st of January 2026 will make it exactly seven years since I became CEO. I started as CEO-in-training; thought I wouldn’t last a month. But here I am today, impressively still doing the same thing I’ve hated for seven years. I must admit, the past few months in this seat haven’t been all that bad. They’ve been my best moments in
Last Updated: 2026-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 077. Prenup, Marriage, Contract, and DivorceAlexander’s POVThe meeting is adjourned after two long hours and thirty minutes. The ad is happening, and there’s still a lot more to go over with each team. But for now, I’ve got other things to do, like stealing a quick moment for a video call with my wife before my lawyers arrive to discuss where we are with finalizing the M&A. It’s taking so much longer than I could have imagined.I walk side by side with my secretary, listening as she walks me through the timeline of my packed day. My COO, CFO, and father-in-law are not too far behind, each occupied with their own discussions and responsibilities.“Set up another meeting with the marketing and PR team for today. I’ll see the manufacturing team tomorrow,” I say to her as we walk briskly.“All right, sir.”“Call my jeweler and tell him to send over some new designs I can pick from as a gift.”“Will do.” She takes note.“Reach out to DMI and let me know if they have a date already for the shoot.”“What shoot?”“Just call Dimitri. O
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