21 Days In The Hockey Captain's Bed
Yennifer Winterbourne thought her twenty-fifth birthday would be the beginning of her happily ever after.
Instead, she catches her boyfriend of four years betraying her with her own sister.
Heartbroken and humiliated, Yennifer decides she's done with love. Unfortunately, heartbreak doesn't pay the bills, and with only three months left of her journalism internship at Languard Media House, she is handed an assignment everyone expects her to fail: secure an exclusive interview with George Ashford, New York's beloved hockey captain and billionaire CEO.
There's just one problem.
George hates interviews. He hates journalists even more.
And Yennifer doesn't even care about hockey.
Her impossible assignment becomes even more disastrous when she accidentally walks into George's private bathroom, turning their first encounter into a humiliating misunderstanding. Furious, George investigates and becomes convinced the incident wasn't accidental.
Yennifer refuses to back down.
Their battle of wills continues until George's grandmother arrives in New York determined to see him settle down before he turns thirty.
Desperate to get his grandmother off his back, George makes Yennifer an outrageous offer: pretend to be his girlfriend for twenty-one days, and he'll finally give her the exclusive interview she's been chasing.
One house.
One complicated arrangement.
Twenty-one days.
But when the contract ends, they may have to answer one question:
Was it all just an act for Grandma… or the beginning of something real?
What could possibly go wrong?
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Chapter: Chapter Seven: Three and a Half Hours for Nothing!“Miss Yennifer,” he repeated, as if he were tasting her name on his lips. “Did you come all this way to interview me, or to try seducing me again? Because you’ve got some nerve showing up here.”His words kept repeating in her ears. Rage filled her so fast; all she saw was red!She stared at him, still in shock at both the words he uttered and the fact that she was completely wrong. He knew who she was. All this time, he knew. He had stood there in the lobby pretending not to recognize her, letting her think she’d imagined the whole humiliating business, and now he was speaking to her as if she had deliberately marched into his life with flirtation on her mind. When all this time he thought…Wait, seduce him?Did he really just say that?Her face burned all over again, but this time, it wasn't embarrassment but anger.Tightening her grip around my handbag, she astonishingly asked,“I’m sorry?”George Ashford simply stared at her with a blank look. If anything, he seemed mildly enterta
Last Updated: 2026-09-19
Chapter: Chapter Six: Desperation is a poor look on a journalistGeorge stared at her a moment longer, then, with a faint smile that did not reach his eyes, whispered to himself, “Let the chase begin.” Mark, who had been with him, felt a chill of unease for Miss Yennifer. He knew that tone too well and knew, too, that Miss Yennifer was already in trouble.Yennifer, still deep in thought, could barely hear the receptionist talking to her: “ Ma’am, Ma'am, do you have an appointment?”Yennifer could not answer. She was still staring at the place he once stood, embarrassment and panic knotting together so tightly she could not tell which was worse.“No, I don't. I'm actually here to get an interview with Mr. Ashford,” she said, and the receptionist kindly responded, “Sorry, miss, but Mr. Ashford doesn't grant interviews, and he has a busy schedule today, but you could try ”Yennifer opened her mouth, then shut it again, thinking of how her career was hanging by a thread. She begged, “Please, I just need to speak to him, only speaking. Do you think yo
Last Updated: 2026-09-17
Chapter: Chapter Five: Let the Chase BeginIt's been two days,Two restless days since the incident, and she could still taste her embarrassment; It lingered in her throat, bitter and impossible to swallow, as if she had bitten down on her own shame.For a second there, the bathroom. The steam. The shock. The memory of George Ashford, bare-backed and wet and impossibly unguarded, flashed so sharply through her mind that she nearly forgot where she was.“Miss Yennifer. How’s the interview coming along?” Her boss's question pulled her back to the present as the room fell silent. She was currently in one of the department's weekly briefings and had never been one for attention. Tightly, she clutched her notes in one hand as she felt every pair of eyes swing toward her at once. Heat rushed up her neck and into her face; she could almost hear the rush of blood in her ears. Across the table, Annabelle wore a gloating look, as if she knew Yennifer had failed.The interview. The one she had been dodging. The one that could change her
Last Updated: 2026-09-17
Chapter: Chapter Four: The AftermathYennifer did not remember how she made it out of the bathroom.One second, she was staring at George Ashford, as if her soul had left her body. The next, she was in the hallway, moving too fast with her face hot enough to melt ice, and her heart hammering so hard it hurt.“Fuck, Fuck, Fuuckk,” she whispered again, the words cracking on the way out.She pressed both hands over her mouth and kept walking.Not that she knew where she was going; she didn't, but she knew she wanted something, and that was distance. Distance from the shower. Distance from George Ashford, his body and distance from her thoughts, if possibleShe turned a corner too sharply and nearly ran into a man carrying a tray of drinks. He swore, she apologized, and kept moving before her knees gave out.Oh my God, she had seen him naked. She had seen George Freaking Ashford naked.Her heart flipped as heat rushed back up her neck. She could still hear his voice, could still see the sharp, guarded look in his eyes before
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter Three: The King of the IceYennifer Winterbourne had spent the entire morning pretending she was fine.She kept repeating it to herself while getting dressed in the outfit Chloe had chosen for her after declaring, “You cannot go to a hockey game looking like a grieving widow.”It was a plain but flattering deep green dress, paired with a light coat and boots that went past her knees. Nothing too loud or desperate.Just then her phone lit up again. Daniel again. She watched the name flash across the screen, but didn't pick up. A second later, a text came through.“Answer your phone, please; we need to talk”.Yennifer stared at the message as she thought, “The nerve of him” Then she went ahead and blocked him.“Progress,” she muttered before checking her bag to make sure everything she'll be needing is in there. The interview sheet filled with questions to ask was folded inside her notebook. A part of her still couldn’t believe Mr. Harrison had actually said yes to Annabelle’s smug performance in the meeting. An
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter Two: The assignmentAuthor's PovYennifer woke to the smell of burnt toast.She blinked at the unfamiliar ceiling before last night's memories crashed over her.Daniel.Lily.Her parents.She squeezed her eyes shut, almost like she could keep the thoughts from reaching her if she held herself still enough."Don't even think about hiding under that blanket." Chloe's voice drifted in from her studio kitchen, "And I made breakfast." Now that sounded suspiciously proud.Yennifer sat up slowly in bed, wishing she didn’t have to work. The smell in the air was already promising a charred breakfast.When Yennifer shuffled into the kitchen in one of Chloe’s hoodies, there was a plate already on the table. Eggs and toast, both on the edge of tragedy.Chloe slid it toward her and commanded, “Eat.”“I’m not hungry,” Yennifer said weakly, but Chloe was already expecting that answer “I wasn’t asking.”Yennifer picked up the fork anyway. She knew Chloe was a disaster in the kitchen, but arguing with her was worse. The
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
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