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29. He is here

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When he looks at me, he is not only concerned but also worried.

“You assured me that the stalker boyfriend of yours disappeared.”

“Ex-boyfriend,” I correct him and raise my hands in exasperation. “That was what I thought until he began to text me a few days ago.”

He sighs and combs his fingers through his head, showing his frustration. “You have to tell Cicero.”

“Hell no.”

“Tell his father then.”

“What should I tell him? That I got my ex to commit a hideous crime for me, got scared, and threw hi
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  • Hockey Brother's Obsession   31. Ex and Cicero

    “That’s not true,” I reply, shaking my head, recalling many of the times Papa Ben has done things for me against his son’s wish.Frank is just reaching at this point.He simply shrugs, refusing to push through any argument or try to prove his point in a more efficient way.“And my mom may have her personal struggles, but she loved me…in her own way.” I’m surprised that I was able to say the words out loud because even I do not believe them.“Hmm,” he hums, “She loved you so much that she couldn’t even leave as little as 10k in the bank for you as a soft landing or something. Anyway, that’s none of my business. I just needed you to know that I’ve had your back more than you can ever imagine. I pushed for you to move away from here and start a new life at Yardstin, in another and saner environment. But you went out there and made a whole mess of your life. Now you’d rather blame everyone but yourself.”I take several shots of the empty ice rink; the camera is unfocused on anything or an

  • Hockey Brother's Obsession   30. Blame Game

    My entire body goes rigid with shock before it starts shaking. I swallow down, and instead of looking around like I desperately want to, I turn to face Frank.“Where is he?”“Doesn’t matter,” he replies. “I looked into him; he’s making plans, Miss Handez.”“Plans?” I whisper.“…on getting signed by the Islanders team next season. Meet-ups are already being scheduled as we speak.”My eyes immediately start searching the arena as I forget about Cicero entirely.“W-where is he?” I ask Frank again, becoming desperate when I don’t see him.Frank sighs, still calm, not even a single bone on his face shifting.“Where is he, Frank?” I repeat.“Take a picture, Janelle. Cicero is waiting.”I turn around to see Cicero standing on the ice, hands on his waist, eyes on me.Shit, shit, shit.I wave at him and flash him a smile. Then I push the camera up and take several pictures of him posing lazily.His gaze remains on me for a long while before he finally looks away, seemingly satisfied there’s no

  • Hockey Brother's Obsession   29. He is here

    When he looks at me, he is not only concerned but also worried.“You assured me that the stalker boyfriend of yours disappeared.”“Ex-boyfriend,” I correct him and raise my hands in exasperation. “That was what I thought until he began to text me a few days ago.”He sighs and combs his fingers through his head, showing his frustration. “You have to tell Cicero.”“Hell no.”“Tell his father then.”“What should I tell him? That I got my ex to commit a hideous crime for me, got scared, and threw him under the bus. Now he’s back for his pound of flesh.”Frank shrugs with both his shoulders and lips. “I can’t help you, Janelle. Even if I want to, I can’t risk losing their trust. I promised you I'll keep shut, and I’ll still do just that. Any other thing is out of my reach.”I walk across the room and sink into one of the empty sofas. “Finals are almost here. What if I be of the best behavior and help bring out the best of Cicero?”“That a question?”“In return, you help me disappear once it

  • Hockey Brother's Obsession   28. Frank

    Cicero slowly turns to our new guests.Frank looks from Cicero to me before settling his gaze solely on me, with a small twitch on the corner of his mouth.Papa is all smiles when he sees me, but as I get closer, he frowns. “Didn’t get enough sleep, June?” he asks, opening one of his arms for a hug.I walk into his open arms and force out a small smile. “Welcome home, Papa,” I murmur.“Thank you,” he responds and turns to his son, who is now standing with his hands in his pants pockets.Cicero shrugs, “She was in a hurry to come home. You know how she can get.”Frank walks over to the other side of the living room to take a seat. He’s not regarded as a visitor by the Russos anymore. So, getting comfortable is one of the things he does freely whenever he visits.One of the officers clears his throat, and we all turn to him.“Uh, Jane,” Papa calls. “This is Detective Chad. He’s been working on your mom’s case alongside Detective Ferguson, who has now moved on to other cases. Detective C

  • Hockey Brother's Obsession   27. Has the past caught up with me already?

    Cicero places a pan containing small-scooped vegetables on the pan stand.My stomach rumbles, but I’m not going to be distracted by food.“How am I different?” I challenge him.“In every way.”“I think you're not mentally okay, Cicero,” I announce, and I’m not even lying.“You think so?”His lack of reaction enrages me.“Yes! There’s something wrong with you. You need help! I also think you have a taboo fetish.”He pauses in the middle of scooping vegetables into our food bowls. “Fetish?”“Yes. That’s why you’re fixated on me…” I wave my hand as I try to find the right word.Thinking hard about it, it actually makes sense if he has maybe some sort of Taboo fetish.People easily have one of those.“If I wasn’t your step-sister, I’d be nothing to you, Cicero.”His eyes narrow, but I’m currently on a roll and can’t stop. I need to get this out.“You like the risk and thrill of being caught. That’s why you did it at the hotel’s open lounge, where anyone could have walked in on us, and eve

  • Hockey Brother's Obsession   26. Stand up to him

    “Time to get up, Nell,” I hear Cicero say to me.Here it comes…Even in my subconscious, I can’t get him to leave me alone.I open my eyes and look around. I’m still in my room; I’m on my side, curled into a ball without a stitch of clothing on.But at least I’m still in my room. He didn’t drag me to his room. That’s a win for me. Have to count even the littlest things henceforth.Midday sunlight streams through the blinds, and Cicero stands beside the bed dressed in jeans and a tee.I sit up and hug a pillow to my chest, glaring at him as I brush my hair out of my eyes.“You need to eat,” he says as he heads toward the door.I stare after him for a minute as my eyes track around the room. The room has been tidied up, and even the clothes I threw on the chair have been kept in the hamper bin.My head feels heavy, and my mind feels drowsy. I hobble to the bathroom and wash myself thoroughly before getting quickly dressed.Rushing back into my room, I strip the bed and throw my sheets

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