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CHAPTER 38

Auteur: Proscovia
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-18 23:01:41

The State Athletics training facility was eerily quiet at 6:00 AM.

Outside the high glass windows of the central concourse, a cold autumn rain slicked the asphalt, blurring the distant twin towers of Westbridge across the river. Inside, the only sound was the low hum of the floor buffers and the rhythmic thump-thump of my own heartbeat pounding against my ribs.

I stood inside the small tactical observation booth overlooking the empty ice rink.

I wore my gray State Athletics fleece over a silk b
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  • Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star    CHAPTER 39

    The lower library of the Spence estate was silent as a tomb.It was 2:00 AM on Wednesday. Outside the heavy leaded-glass windows, the cold autumn rain had turned into a steady, freezing drizzle that slicked the stone terrace.I stood near the shadow of the massive oak bookshelf, wearing soft fleece pants and an oversized black sweater that swallowed my frame. My bare feet made no sound against the thick Persian rug. In my right hand, I held my encrypted tablet, its screen dimmed to the lowest possible setting.My chest rose and fell in slow, deliberate breaths.Every fifteen minutes, the exterior motion sensors outside the library terrace flickered with a faint green LED sweep. I had spent the last forty-eight hours studying the estate's security schedule—learning the exact three-minute window when the roving night guard cycled through the east garage patrol.I stepped quietly toward Richard Spence’s private mahogany desk.The air smelled of old leather, cigar smoke, and expensive fur

  • Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star    CHAPTER 38

    The State Athletics training facility was eerily quiet at 6:00 AM.Outside the high glass windows of the central concourse, a cold autumn rain slicked the asphalt, blurring the distant twin towers of Westbridge across the river. Inside, the only sound was the low hum of the floor buffers and the rhythmic thump-thump of my own heartbeat pounding against my ribs.I stood inside the small tactical observation booth overlooking the empty ice rink.I wore my gray State Athletics fleece over a silk blouse, my hair pulled back into a tight, professional knot. My tablet rested on the high counter beside a half-empty mug of black coffee. On the screen, a series of encrypted system partitions ran silently in the background, pinging the local gateway for any sign of third-party monitoring.The unredacted Spence Holdings ledger—the file I had stolen from Vance's office during Ryder's three-minute window—lay buried beneath three layers of password protection.Five days left.Five days until Ryder’

  • Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star    CHAPTER 37

    The Spence family estate in the high hills of Westbridge was a fortress of glass, steel, and pale limestone.It was 1:00 AM.Mark guided me through the grand entryway, his hand resting warm and steady against the small of my back. A uniformed housekeeper stepped forward silently, taking Mark’s blazer and my satchel with a polite bow before vanishing down the hallway."I had the guest wing prepared for you, Maya," Mark said softly, his voice echoing gently off the vaulted marble ceilings. He stood close, his light blue eyes shining with that familiar, golden-boy warmth. "It’s completely private. No reporters, no telephoto lenses, no distractions.""Thank you, Mark," I said, keeping my posture relaxed, forcing my voice to sound soft and genuinely grateful. "Your family’s hospitality is... more than I expected."Mark smiled, a warm, dimpled expression that brightened his entire face. He stepped closer, reaching out to gently adjust the collar of my blazer, his fingers brushing against my

  • Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star    CHAPTER 36

    For a heartbeat that felt like an eternity, the press room was suspended in absolute, frozen shock. Then, the silence shattered into a roar of overlapping shouts, flashing cameras, and frantic typing.Mark stood frozen on the elevated stage, his hands hovering inches from my waist. His light blue eyes were wide, his usual calm, impenetrable golden-boy composure momentarily splintered by sheer, unadulterated astonishment. A slow, dark flush crept up his neck, settling into his cheeks as a triumphant, possessive smile spread across his handsome face."Maya..." Mark breathed, his voice barely audible beneath the deafening din of shouting reporters.He didn't hesitate. He stepped into me, his long arms wrapping securely around my waist, pulling me flush against his broad chest in a firm, protective embrace that claimed me in front of every camera lens in the country. He leaned down, pressing his lips against my temple, his breath warm and steady against my skin."You just changed everythi

  • Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star    CHAPTER 35

    The blinding glare of flashbulbs transformed the State Athletics media room into a sea of flickering white light.Over fifty journalists sat crammed into the folding chairs, their laptop screens glowing, reporters murmuring frantically into held-up recording devices. Beside me on the elevated stage, Mark stood tall, his posture crisp and relaxed, looking every bit the triumphant captain who had just led his team to a 3-1 victory over their fiercest rival.The heavy mahogany pod-desk sat in front of us, equipped with four black gooseneck microphones.Behind the front row of journalists, standing near the heavy double exit doors, Richard Spence sat in a leather armchair alongside Director Geller. Richard’s face was smooth and relaxed, but his sharp blue eyes were locked onto the stage, monitoring every gesture, every breath."Ladies and gentlemen," the State University media director announced into the podium mic, his voice booming through the overhead speakers. "We will now begin the po

  • Hot Adventures With The Hockey Star    CHAPTER 34

    The glass-walled executive suite high above the center ice sheet smelled expensive—a mix of rich leather, aged scotch, and the faint, bitter scent of ozone from the climate control system.Below us, the third period was underway. The muffled thud of bodies slamming into the boards and the distant roar of fifteen thousand fans rattled the double-paned glass, but inside the suite, the atmosphere was suffocatingly still."To the future of State Athletics," Richard Spence announced smoothly, raising a crystal tumbler of scotch.Director Geller, along with three prominent members of the conference board, clinked their glasses together in agreement. Sitting at the mahogany conference table at the front of the suite, Richard signed his name on the final page of the endowment contract with a gold fountain pen, sliding the document toward Director Geller."A five-million-dollar pledge," Director Geller said, his eyes bright with deep satisfaction as he stamped the university seal onto the page.

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