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Fifty—No

Veröffentlichungsdatum: 28.05.2026 23:55:43

Like my day can't get any fucking worse, now I have to deal with this infuriating jerk too?

With a bored expression, I roll my eyes at his answer and dismiss him dryly. "I'm not in the mood for your crap today, Carl. Leave me alone, I mean it."

I don't wait for his expected smug retort. Instead, I turn around and start to leave without sparing him another glance.

From behind, I sense his gaze boring into my back, but I ignore it.

I've only taken five steps forward when the roaring sound of his

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IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Fifty-seven: Jake
'I would advise you to stay the fuck away from him. He's dangerous' Devin's words replay in my mind as I watch Carl round the car to the passenger's side. A pang of dread grips my chest as I wonder how dangerous he could possibly be. What the hell am I saying? I've seen what he did to Jayden. If that doesn't confirm Devin's advice, then I don't know what else would for me. I already know what Carl can do. I've encountered him once or twice before and I've witnessed how he reacted when I provoked him. Sure, he didn't hurt me physically or try to, but his threats alone remain scary. HE is scary. A lump rises in my throat as I wonder if I've made a mistake agreeing to this ride with him. Well, it's not like I had a better choice. Carl's sparkling green eyes find mine and there's only a hint of amusement on his face as he smirks at me. There's something about the way he smirks that tightens my chest with anxiety. I mentally shake off Devin's cautioning words and focus on Carl inste
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Fifty-six: Accepting a nickname
"You coming?" Carl looks back from the driver's side when I don't step out of the car like he just did. I shake my head firmly. "Absolutely not." He frowns, curious, holding the side of the door and peering at me. "Why not?" "The last thing I want is to be seen with you," I say, even though I'm barely known in this part of town. Hell, no one aside from my two friends would even recognize me off-campus, and yet I'm talking like I'm some celebrity desperately trying to hide from the paparazzi. Well, I might not be the celebrity in question. But I'm riding with one. The notorious hockey captain l. He comes with unwanted attention, and I hate unwanted attention. So the truth is, I don't want people to see me with him. They might recognize me, and I'd likely be the talk of the class for the next year. "You're funny," Carl says, pinching the bridge of his nose in amusement. "You talk like you're some renowned figure. Get out. Let's grab something to eat." I cross my arms over my ches
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Fifty-five: I shouldn't feel this way
"You have until the count of five to decide," he adds, and I still stubbornly hesitate. I was hoping I'd finally come up with a wise choice during his little counting spree, but the bastard completely catches me off guard. Sighing in resignation, he declares, "Five." Motherfucker didn't even count. He turns his attention back to the steering wheel, ready to drive off now that he's obviously tired of talking. Then I shout against my better judgment. "Wait!" Fuck me. I totally hate this, hate having to succumb to his manipulative tactics. But I have no other choice. It's either me surviving his overbearing presence for a few hours or Jayden getting hurt again. I can't let the latter happen because of my selfishness, so it's better I stick with the former option. Carl pauses, not sparing me a glance. I shoot him a glare at his sudden nonchalant attitude as I make my way around the car to the passenger seat. I open the door and throw myself inside with a frustrated grunt. Fuck
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Fifty-four: Test failed
My lips part slightly to answer his question, but no words come out.My expression falters as I swallow hard, realizing my words are stuck in my throat. He maintains unwavering eye contact with me, anticipating my answer.His green eyes are piercing into mine intently, and they linger on my parted lips occasionally. Mind you, we are still outside the café, where he got me breakfast. But it would be hard for anyone to notice us since we are behind tinted glass.Nonetheless, I don’t think it will be hard for him to notice I’m deflecting and at a loss for words. His bizarre question completely caught me off guard, and now I don’t know what to do or how to even answer.The truth is I wouldn’t feel repulsed if he touched me, because considering the last time, I definitely didn’t feel irritated by his touch. But I’d rather be thrown in a pit of fire before I admit that to this egoistic bastard. And let’s not forget, I’m supposed to hate him.“You’re quiet…” he says, taunt-laden in his husky
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Fifty-Three: How would you feel?
'I would advise you to stay the fuck away from him. He's dangerous'Devin's words replay in my mind as I watch Carl round the car to the passenger's side. A pang of dread grips my chest as I wonder how dangerous he could possibly be.What the hell am I saying? I've seen what he did to Jayden. If that doesn't confirm Devin's advice, then I don't know what else would for me.I already know what Carl can do. I've encountered him once or twice before and I've witnessed how he reacted when I provoked him. Sure, he didn't hurt me physically or try to, but his threats alone remain scary. HE is scary.A lump rises in my throat as I wonder if I've made a mistake agreeing to this ride with him. Well, it's not like I had a better choice.Carl's sparkling green eyes find mine and there's only a hint of amusement on his face as he smirks at me.There's something about the way he smirks that tightens my chest with anxiety.I mentally shake off Devin's cautioning words and focus on Carl instead.Now
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Firty-Three: Out with a friend
"You coming?" Carl looks back from the driver's side when I don't step out of the car like he just did.I shake my head firmly. "Absolutely not."He frowns, curious, holding the side of the door and peering at me. "Why not?""The last thing I want is to be seen with you," I say, even though I'm barely known in this part of town. Hell, no one aside from my two friends would even recognize me off-campus, and yet I'm talking like I'm some celebrity desperately trying to hide from the paparazzi.Well, I might not be the celebrity in question. But I'm riding with one. The notorious hockey captain l.He comes with unwanted attention, and I hate unwanted attention. So the truth is, I don't want people to see me with him. They might recognize me, and I'd likely be the talk of the class for the next year."You're funny," Carl says, pinching the bridge of his nose in amusement. "You talk like you're some renowned figure. Get out. Let's grab something to eat."I cross my arms over my chest, stay
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Fifty-One: Last time was a mistake.
"You have until the count of five to decide," he adds, and I still stubbornly hesitate.I was hoping I'd finally come up with a wise choice during his little counting spree, but the bastard completely catches me off guard.Sighing in resignation, he declares, "Five."Motherfucker didn't even count.
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Forty-nine: Him again
I stay back in my room, needing some time to cool off.The anger currently bubbling through me feels like a raging volcano, and I know I'd undoubtedly have an explosive outburst if I walk out of this room in this state.I say a lot of mean shit when I'm angry. I lash out at people who might not nec
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Forty-seven: Daddy Issues 2
Silence stretches between us as he absorbs my harsh words.Misery floods his brown eyes, remorse marring his expression.He opens his mouth to speak, but then hesitates, probably unsure of what to tell me.My gaze flickers between his eyes as I demand with annoyance, "What? Can't say anything? Why
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Forty-six: Daddy Issues
Even though Mom already forewarned me some weeks ago that my dad was coming to see me, I didn't think he'd actually have the nerve to show his face here, especially considering how we left things the last time.We haven't been in touch in the last two years, and the last time we saw each other, we

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