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Nine - Game On

Penulis: Reina’s ink
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-26 06:39:32

"You need to talk to her, Mr. Logan," I hear Ava's small voice from a distance, but I don't spare her a glance as my focus remains solely on Jayden, who is still asleep.

He has been for the last couple of hours, and I'm worried he might have fallen back into a coma — even though the doctor reassured us a while ago that Jayden is just taking a nap.

I don't buy it. If it were an ordinary nap, he should be awake by now.

I need to ask him something.

I need to know what exactly happened between him
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  • IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN   Forty-three: Where were you?

    “Did you hear?” Ava asks, capturing my attention.I lift my gaze from my bag to see her applying lip gloss by the vanity mirror. Her blonde hair is styled in a messy bun, and she’s clad in black-and-white corporate wear, giving off classy female CEO vibes, even though I know she’s only dressing like that for class.“Hear what?” I drag my eyes away from her appearance, my brows arching with curiosity.Ava turns to me and sighs, putting away her lip gloss. “Jay is getting discharged tomorrow.” A happy smile etched on her shiny lips and lifts her shoulders with enthusiasm. “I’m so excited.”It is evident.However, I didn’t know about that — that Jayden was getting discharged tomorrow. Can’t say I’m not excited. He’s been in the hospital for way too long. But I’m also worried about the danger he’s returning to — Carl is still on his tail, hellbent on finishing what he started.However, I'm acutely aware Jayden already knows what he's signing up for so there's no need to forewarn him anymo

  • IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN   Forty-Two: You can't have me

    Frustration bubbles within me as I stare at my phone — at the texts from Carl.I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, biting down in contemplation as my pulse quickens with perplexity.Why the hell is he still texting me?What happened today was a mistake — it's not an opening for us to become friends or even call a truce, because that's never happening. Not after all the damage he's caused.I probably won't reply to him. I think I should block him again.But wouldn't that piss him off?Since when do I care about what would piss him off?Uhm, maybe since I already witnessed how he reacted when I provoked him two hours ago. How he grabbed my neck — which was so hot, by the way — and pinned me to my chair before forcefully dragging an orgasm out of me.I shake my head vehemently, trying to organize my conflicting thoughts. I don't want to think about the last two hours — or even think about Carl, as a matter of fact.With a swallow, I finally decide to ignore Carl's messages. If I block

  • 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

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