LOGINAn ocean between them didn't kill what they had. It just put it on ice. The first time Mia Conti saw Elias Weston, she didn't even know his name. He was just the stranger at the airport who lifted her suitcase without a word. She never expected to see him again—until she walked into the Toronto Raiders' locker room as their new medical intern. Face-to-face with the league's most untouchable, arrogant superstar, Mia realized her "helpful stranger" was actually her biggest professional nightmare. A fiery romance ignites between them, but keeping it alive across oceans and time zones is a different game. As the Chief Sports Medicine Specialist for the Winter Olympics, Mia is busier than ever. Her absence from his games has the media convinced their relationship is dead, painting Elias as a billionaire bachelor who has long moved on. But the tabloids don't see what happens behind closed doors. When Elias arrives in Milan, the world expects a hockey captain strictly focused on gold. Yet, the second they are alone, his hand closes around her waist with a grip of steel. "Long time no see, Mia." The flashbulbs are still going off, but all she can hear is his jagged whisper. "I came back for you." Elias Weston has never been afraid of thin ice. And this time, he's ready to let it all crack just to keep her.
View MoreThe scene shifts seamlessly to the winding mountain roads of Cortina d'Ampezzo. Outside the passenger window, the majestic, snow-draped peaks of the Dolomites slowly emerge from the morning mist, their jagged limestone ridges cutting through the sky.Mia sits in the passenger seat, subtly rubbing her stomach under her puffer jacket, her mind swirling with a mix of deep satisfaction and immediate regret.Lunch at a rustic mountainside trattoria had been her downfall. Confronted with authentic Milanese ossobuco and rich, creamy saffron risotto, she had completely thrown all dietary restraint to the wind.Now, she feels so stuffed she could practically roll out of the car."What route are we taking today?" Elias breaks her silent self-reproach, glancing at the navigation screen. "How's the difficulty?"Mia props her chin on her hand, casting him a sly look. "The standard tourist path is easy, but boring. Today, we're taking the actual alpine hiking trail.""So, it's going to be exhausting
Dawn breaks over Milan, painting the cobblestones in soft, golden hues.Having strictly managed a certain alpha's boundless energy last night just so they could actually get out of bed, Mia drags a freshly showered Elias out the door.She bypasses the tourist-heavy Duomo, leading him directly into the Navigli district—a labyrinth of ancient canals and quiet, breathing streets she grew up in. The morning air is crisp, filled with locals walking dogs and carrying fresh groceries.Elias's towering frame looks almost comical as they squeeze into a tiny, unassuming corner cafe. The wooden bar is worn smooth by decades of ceramic cups. It's a local secret run by a mother and daughter. When the morning pastries run out, the doors lock.Mia drops his hand to order in rapid, fluent Milanese dialect, then turns back to her giant of a boyfriend. "Alright, time for a real Milanese breakfast."The owner slides a tiny cup of pitch-black liquid, a golden, flaky croissant, and a small dish of marinat
With the Olympic gold safely secured, the roaring tension begins to settle. For Elias and the Raiders, the months of suffocating pressure finally dissolve. They are officially on vacation.Inside the Olympic Village, Elias wraps up a light core maintenance routine and steps out of the shower. He picks up his phone from the nightstand just as it lights up.[Mia]: The worker bee is officially on duty.A lazy, devastatingly handsome smile spreads across his face. He types back.[Elias]: Don't worry. I'm up early to keep you company.A mischievous glint in his eyes. [Elias]: Just making sure my stamina is up to par for tonight, babe. You seemed pretty obsessed with how my core felt under your hands yesterday. Gotta keep this body tight if I want to keep you helpless beneath me.Mia stares at her screen, her cheeks bursting into a furious, violent blush.[Mia]: ......"Mia, good morning!"Mia jumps as a fellow medical colleague suddenly calls out from behind her. With lightning speed, Mia
Two souls finally collide at the exact same starting line."I never actually thought we would last this long," Mia murmurs, her gaze drifting toward the floor-to-ceiling windows where a sparkling river of Milan's night lights stretches into the horizon.She rests her head back against his solid chest. "At the beginning, I just had a day-by-day mindset. I figured we would just see how far we could go before the distance broke us."Accepting his confession back then is a decision she made after intense deliberation, but she never dares to dream of a permanent forever.She turns around in his embrace. "Thank you for everything you've done. For giving me the courage to finally hand my future over to you. Trust is a terrifying thing, Elias."For a woman as fiercely independent as Mia, learning to rely on a man is the ultimate testament to his devotion.From the moment he ruthlessly uproots his life, shifting his corporate empire to Milan just to plant his roots where she stands, she feels
Elias's phone is almost dead by the time he boards.He plugs in at his seat, leans his head back, and lets the engine noise fill the space behind his eyes.He's been thinking about something, and the thinking has become specific enough now that it doesn't feel like idle consideration anymore.She s
The first time Tyler walks past the admin corridor on purpose, he tells himself he isn't doing it on purpose.There's nothing deliberate about slowing down near the open door of the administrative office, or scanning the room beyond it with the particular focus of someone looking for one specific f
"Consider it a date then..."Nina's voice is a toxic cocktail of honey and gin, dripping with a drunken, melodic filth that Lisa can't ignore.Nina's fingers trace slow, suggestive circles over Tyler's chest. "Since the last time...I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. You were so dominant
The fireworks end the way good things end—gradually, then all at once."Alright, you two." Lucas, from somewhere to their left. "The romantic portion is concluded. It is extremely cold.""You have no poetry in your soul," Ellie tells him."I have functioning nerve endings, which is more useful righ






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