เข้าสู่ระบบRory Callahan never wanted to be a headline. She only wanted to play hockey. As the first woman signed to the professional Titans hockey team, she has spent two brutal seasons fighting for her place in a world determined to push her out. Her greatest obstacle is Jaxon Kane, the team’s arrogant captain, whose cold glares and cutting words make it clear that he believes she does not belong. But when a public scandal threatens Jaxon’s career and Rory is once again painted as angry and impossible to coach, management forces them into the perfect lie: a fake relationship. Now, the man who once humiliated her is holding her hand before cameras, sharing an apartment with her, defending her to the press and standing too close under the excuse of fixing her stance on the ice. Rory knows better than to trust him but the longer they pretend, the harder it becomes to tell where the act ends and the truth begins. Then she discovers the secret buried in Jaxon’s contract: a five-million-dollar bonus tied to her failure. Caught between betrayal, ambition, pregnancy and a love she no longer knows how to trust, Rory must decide whether to walk away quietly or expose the system that tried to destroy her. But when the man who was supposed to ruin her becomes the only one willing to burn everything down for her, can Rory risk trusting Jaxon Kane again?
ดูเพิ่มเติมWe won.I say we because marriage entitled me to partial ownership of Jaxon’s athletic achievements.He disagreed.This remained under negotiation.After the game, we waited near the locker room.Clara had fallen asleep against me.One shoe still missing.Jaxon emerged with wet hair and a suit that probably cost more than my first car.He saw us.Smiled.Then looked at Clara.“Is she asleep?”“Yes.”“I heard she said dada.”“Who told you?”He held up his phone.Thirty-seven messages.I looked at Lila.She shrugged.“Family group chat.”Jaxon looked unbearably pleased.“She said dada.”“She also called Bennett dada.”His smile weakened.“What?”“And Richard.”“No.”“Daniel.”“Stop.”“Cruz.”“That doesn’t count.”“Why?”“She has masculine energy.”Cruz was walking behind him.“I heard that.”Jaxon looked over his shoulder.“Respectfully.”“Still heard it.”He looked at Clara again.“I’m counting it.”“Of course you are.”He kissed her forehead.She stirred.Then opened her eyes.Saw him
One year later, I discovered that surviving a secret behavioural programme was significantly easier than taking a one-year-old to a professional hockey game.“Give me the shoe.”Clara stared at me.I stared at Clara.The shoe was in her mouth.“Clara.”She smiled around it.“Give Mommy the shoe.”She turned and crawled away.I closed my eyes.From somewhere behind me, Jaxon laughed.I turned slowly.He stopped.That was smart.“Something funny?”“No.”“You laughed.”“I coughed.”“You coughed the words she’s exactly like you?”He considered this.“I have a very specific cough.”I pointed at our daughter, who had now reached the opposite side of the living room and was attempting to conceal the evidence beneath the sofa.“Get the shoe.”He looked at me.“Why?”I blinked.“Excuse me?”“She clearly doesn’t want to wear it.”“She is one.”“Exactly. She knows what she wants.”“She also wanted to eat a receipt yesterday.”“Maybe it was important.”“She swallowed part of it.”“Strong commitme
The next weeks were ugly.Truth usually is.Robert Kane was charged.So was Elias Voss.Several people connected to the programme were arrested within forty-eight hours.Others ran.Bennett seemed personally offended by that.“They won’t get far.”I believed her.The archive went to multiple agencies.And journalists.That part was mine.Bennett objected.Then stopped objecting when I reminded her what happened the last time government agencies were trusted with the only copies.Clara had been right.Evidence needed redundancy.Names needed daylight.The facilities were shut.The surviving subjects were identified.Some wanted their records.Some wanted nothing to do with us.Both choices were respected.Amelia started therapy.Then convinced Jaxon to go too.He complained.She threatened to tell me.He went.Evan kept the library.That surprised everyone except Evan.He reopened it six months later.No lower access.No hidden doors.No programme.Just books.He kept one small plaque
I stepped toward the screen.Jaxon stayed beside me.Close.Never in front.“You predicted obedience.”Voss said nothing.“You predicted roles.”Nothing.“Anchor. Carrier. Catalyst.”I looked at Cruz.Then Lila’s empty place.Then back at him.“You gave frightened children names that made them sound like machinery.”Voss’s expression hardened.“And every single one of them became a person you couldn’t control.”“You know very little about control.”“I know you’ve spent twenty-two years hiding behind speakers.”Jaxon made a small sound beside me.Possibly a laugh.Voss ignored him.I continued.“Clara beat you.”His face changed.There.Found it.“She died.”“So?”Silence.“She still beat you.”His jaw tightened.“She left the evidence. She hid the archive. She got the children out. She made sure you couldn’t open this without the people you spent your life treating like variables.”I looked around.Cruz.Mara.Bennett.Sarah.Daniel.Jaxon.Even Robert.Broken people.Complicated peop
The news alert came while I was brushing my teeth.TITANS CAPTAIN JAXON KANE AND FEMALE PLAYER RORY CALLAHAN: LOVE MATCH OR PR STUNT? INSIDE SOURCES SUGGEST RELATIONSHIP MAY BE FABRICATED.I stared at the screen so long toothpaste slid down my chin.For one strange second, I did not move. I just st
Jaxon,Per our discussion, the amendment is finalized. Five-million-dollar bonus will be paid upon resolution of the female player situation within twelve months of signing. Current status: four months remaining.Resolution defined as: voluntary resignation, trade acceptance, or contract terminati
By six in the morning, I had cleaned my apartment twice and hated myself for the third time before sunrise.The kitchen counters were spotless. The living room rug had been vacuumed so aggressively it probably needed therapy. I had rearranged the throw pillows, wiped down the windows, scrubbed the
My back slammed into the boards so hard the whole rink seemed to crack open.For one blind second, all I heard was the thunder of my own body hitting glass, the sharp scrape of skates and the distant shout of someone calling my name. My helmet flew off, skidding across the ice like a useless piece












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