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Forty-One: Mortified
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2026-05-20 17:06:31
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IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Forty-One: Mortified
It’s nearly 9 PM by the time I got back home.Damn, I didn’t realize I spent so much time with Carl.Anyways, I bring my car to a halt in the parking space before turning off the ignition. I stay back for a moment, smoothing my hair and straightening my rumpled blouse. I apply gloss to my lips, trying to look the way I did before I left home hours ago.I then spray my vanilla body mist all over my body, trying to eliminate any traces of Carl’s scent clinging to me. The last thing I want is Ava picking up a masculine scent on me. That would trigger suspicions, and I’m already feeling too awkward to face any interrogation right now. In fact, I genuinely hope that by the time I get inside, she’s already asleep.It would be much easier to avoid her that way.I heave a sigh once I’m satisfied with my appearance. I try to force a smile, but it keeps faltering as my mind replays where those lips were just a few moments ago.I lick my now swollen lips and mutter a curse under my breath, a pan
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Forty: Debt paid
"He's not as innocent as you think," he says, his hand disappearing from my breasts and gliding down my stomach. A spark of lust zaps through me when he caresses my skin before lowering his hand to my jeans.I want to stop him, but my hands remain still. Not restrained — because I could easily raise them and push him off, or at least try to. But I don't do any of that. Instead, I allow him to continue, my nerves fraying and my heartbeat thundering with excitement."Do you always question people's advice this much?" Carl shoots me a glare, his fingers unbuttoning my jeans.I swallow hard, trying desperately to ignore the ache between my thighs. "I didn't realize you were giving me advice."He smirks, sliding his hand into my jeans. It's tight, but he works his way lower until he finds my panties.I'm mortified because now he'll see how soaked I've become for him.A smug grin stretches across Carl's lips as one of his fingers slips beneath my panties. He pauses, feeling the damp fabric.
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Thirty - nine: Debt
Owe him?What the hell does he mean by I owe him?I've never been so confused in my life.Until he reminded me he was referring to that night I managed to escape him, my mind swirled with bewilderment. But now that I know what he means, I'm struck in disbelief.He's been holding that against me since then? That was a fucking month ago. How is he still thinking about it?But scoff — who am I kidding? I've heard the rumors that he doesn't grant people pardons. I think I'm one of those people, especially considering what I did.Sweat glistens on my forehead and chest as I stare up at him. My expression is neutral because right now, I don't even know what emotion I'm feeling — whether it's anger, frustration, or resentment. I'm just too stunned to react."You remember now, don't you?" Carl taunts me, pinching my nipple and jerking me back to reality.I release a quiet whimper, my pussy clenching hard around nothing. My chest heaves violently as my pulse picks up with anxiety."P-Please,"
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Thirty - eight: Hypocrite
WHITNEYCarl's eyes have turned a darker shade of green, and in them I can clearly see the emotion — wrath. It's radiating off him in waves as he tightens his fingers around my neck, squeezing and drawing whimpers from my mouth.My heart thunders as my nose fills with his intoxicating cedar scent, my senses withering away with each passing intense second.He has me pinned beneath him, and despite my desperate struggles, I can't escape his tight grip, nor would he let me go either.The last thing I wanted to do was beg him, but I'm afraid that's the only option left to me at this point.I'm terrified of what he'd do to me in his current emotional state. He seems so angry, and I'm not about to wait and find out what that anger will prompt him to do.This all stemmed from him asking me why I hated him. I didn't exactly tell him it's because of Jayden, but he connected the dots anyway. That's why he's mad.He's angry because he thinks I'm taking Jayden's enemies as mine, which isn't entir
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Thirty - seven: Do you love him?
"He's my friend," Whitney answers coldly after a moment."What kind of friend is he?" I press."Why do you care?" She nearly rolls her eyes."I have my reasons," I say, ignoring her dramatics. "Answer the fucking question.""I don't know what you want from me, Carl..." She pauses with regret.This is the first time she's said my name since we've been together this evening. Can't say I haven't missed the way my name sounds on those luscious lips. My gaze drifts to her mouth for a moment, wild thoughts racing through my mind before I eventually force them aside as she continues to vent."I just want to go home. Please let me go home," she begs, her face twisting with distress. "I don't feel comfortable around you.""You've said that before..." I point out with annoyance."And I'm saying it again so you'll understand how badly I don't want to be around you. Just get out or let me go.""Not yet," I reply, crushing whatever optimism she had about trying to reason with me.The hope disappea
IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN Thirty - six: He's the saint, you're the psycho
Her chest rises and falls with panic as she glares at me. But she looks absolutely terrified. Whether it's solely because she found out I have been watching her? I don't know. But it absolutely looks like she's wishing for the ground to open up and swallow her right now. I didn't get to eavesdrop on their conversation, but I've been curious about Ashford's connection with her since they parted ways like old friends. Perhaps now is the right time to ask. "What's your deal with Ashford anyway? Is he your lover?" I already know he's not. I'm just trying to kill two birds with one stone. "Your friend? Or some other loser guy you're trying to protect with your life now, since that's all you know how to do. Pretend to save people because you believe yourself to be a superhero..." Swallowing a lump in her throat, her expression eases with relief and she exhales before scowling at me. "I don't pretend. I just help my friends out." "Same friends that would ruin you someday?" I retort. "My
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