LOGIN"Let's play a game." "What game?" "One that involves you not screaming." ★★★★★ 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. ********** 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.
View MoreChapter 200: Olive's POVBy the time I made it to the Mercer Company, it was almost three-thirty.The meeting had started at three.I was thirty minutes late.My phone had been buzzing nonstop in my pocket—texts from Jessica asking where I was, missed calls from Nina's assistant, notifications that I'd been marked absent from the mandatory meeting.I didn't care.Let them think whatever they wanted. My mother had needed me, and that was more important than any corporate bullshit.I parked and headed inside, my stomach churning with anxiety and dread and the overwhelming sense that I was walking into something I couldn't control.The conference room was on the executive floor…massive space with glass walls and expensive furniture and a view of the Seattle skyline that stretched out like the company owned the entire city.I could see them through the glass before I even opened the door.Nina at the head of the table, mid-presentation, gesturing at something on the screen behind her.The
Chapter 199: Olive's POVShe turned to look at me then, and something in her expression softened."It's not your fault," she said quietly. "None of this is your fault, Olive. You didn't know. You couldn't have stopped it."We sat in silence for another moment before I forced myself to ask the question that needed asking."So you're not ready to go back," I said. "To your matrimonial home. Not yet."It wasn't really a question, but she answered anyway."No," she whispered. "I can't. Not right now."I took a deep breath."Do you want to come to my apartment?" I offered. "You can stay with me. For as long as you need."She looked at me with surprise written all over her face."Your apartment?" she repeated. "Olive, I don't want to impose—""You're not imposing," I interrupted. "You're my mother. And you need somewhere safe to be right now. So come stay with me."She nodded slowly, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks."Thank you," she whispered. "I'm sorry for ignoring your calls this pa
Chapter 198: Olive's POVI pulled up to Walter's house with my stomach in knots.Not because seeing him still hurt—that wound had scabbed over years ago, turned into something dull and manageable.But because I knew what I'd find inside.My mother. Broken. In the house of the man who'd left us both behind.I killed the engine and forced myself out of the car, walking up the pathway to the front door.Walter opened it before I could knock, his face scrunched up with concern."She's in the living room," he said quietly. "She hasn't said anything. Just sitting there crying."I nodded and pushed past him without responding.The second I walked into the living room, I saw her.Diane sat on the couch with her face in her hands, shoulders shaking with silent sobs, looking so completely destroyed it made my chest tightened at the sight.This wasn't about Walter this time. Neither was this about their divorce or his new life or any of that old pain.This was fresh. Raw. Devastating."Mom," I s
Chapter 197: Olive's POV"What problem?" I asked, already dreading whatever Jessica was about to say because nothing good ever started with "we have a problem."Jessica shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her fingers still doing that nervous crossing thing, and I watched as her face went through several expressions before settling on something that looked almost apologetic."Well," she started slowly. "I've been informed that the project will be launched this week—the Quantum AI campaign that we've been working on. The one with all the photoshoot concepts and celebrity endorsements."I nodded, not understanding yet why this was a problem.We'd been working on that project for weeks now, Zane, Antonio and I, have been collaborating on ideas late obviously each person on different days, because I wasn't mentally capable of working closely with both of them at the same time, and we have been building something that they were both honestly proud of."Okay," I said carefully. "T
Chapter 39: Olive's POVZane got me the apartment in less than twenty-four hours.I still didn't know how he'd pulled it off—called in favors, threw money around, threatened someone, probably all three—but here I was. Standing in my first real apartment. My space. My name on the lease.The cleaning
Chapter 45: Olive's POVFifteen years ago, I was nine.Walter had gotten Klaus his first car—a sleek silver thing that Klaus treated like it was made of gold. Klaus was always the favorite. I'd known it from the beginning, even when I was too young to understand what favoritism really meant.Walter
Chapter 41: OLIVE's POV"Stock's been climbing like crazy and I don't know, this whole board meeting thing involves us somehow."Brenda was speed-walking down the hallway, iPad bouncing against her chest, heels clicking against the polished floor. I followed behind, trying to match her pace while m
Chapter 42: Olive's POV"What?"I was still standing in the hallway, phone pressed to my ear, the world tilting sideways."You need to come here, Olive." Annie's voice was tight, urgent. "He really needs to see you.""How bad is it?" My hands were shaking. Actually shaking."I can't really explain












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