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Chapter 49

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Damien's POV

I got the call on a Tuesday.

Not from Pavel. Not from my lawyers. From a number I did not recognize, which I should not have answered, and which I answered anyway because something in me already knew who it was.

"They have a name," the masked voice said. No greeting. No preamble.

My chest tightened. "What name?"

"Victor Rowe. St. James's people identified him yesterday. They are running a full trace on his finances as we speak."

I said nothing for a moment. The name meant no
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    Elena's POV I woke up to sunlight and Alexander's arm across my waist and the smell of coffee already brewing somewhere in the apartment. For a moment I just lay there. No phone. No Patricia. No court filings or league reviews or anonymous messages or the particular tight anxiety that had been the first thing I felt every morning for longer than I wanted to count. Just sunlight. His arm. Coffee. I could hear him breathing, slow and even, still asleep, which was rare enough that I did not move. Alexander did not sleep easily or deeply or for long. I had learned that early. So I stayed still and watched the light move across the ceiling and listened to the city starting its morning outside the window and felt, with a completeness that was almost startling, entirely at peace. His phone buzzed on the nightstand. He was awake before the second buzz, the way he always was, some internal alarm that never fully switched off even in sleep. He reached for it without sitting up, read the

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    Elena's POV He walked through the bakery door at six fifteen and I knew immediately that the league office had not been kind. Not because he looked broken. Alexander never looked broken. It was subtler than that. The way he carried himself was the same as always, straight and controlled, but something behind his eyes was doing the work of holding everything together that his posture usually did automatically, and after months of learning the private version of his face I could see exactly what it was costing him. I did not say anything. I just looked at him from behind the counter and let him come in. Miss Clara appeared from the kitchen, read the room in approximately one second, untied her apron, hung it on the hook by the door, picked up her bag, and said, "I will see you both tomorrow," without breaking stride. The front door closed behind her with a soft click. Just like that it was only the two of us. "Sit down," I said. "I am fine." "I did not ask if you were fine," I

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 50

    Elena's POV The news broke on a Thursday morning. I was behind the counter at Clara's, elbow deep in the second batch of cinnamon rolls, when Miss Clara turned up the small television she kept in the back office during busy mornings and called out to me in a voice that had lost all of its usual warmth. "Elena. Come here." I came around the counter still dusting flour from my hands. On the screen, a sports journalist I vaguely recognized was reading from a prepared statement, the ticker at the bottom scrolling the same words over and over. DAMIEN VOLKOV FILES FORMAL COMPLAINT AGAINST ALEXANDER ST. JAMES. ALLEGES MATCH FIXING AND BRIBERY OF LEAGUE OFFICIALS. I stood there and read it three times. "That is a lie," I said. My voice came out flat. "I know it is a lie," Miss Clara said, very quietly. I reached for my phone. Alexander had already texted, one message, sent four minutes ago. "I know. Do not panic. I am handling it." I typed back immediately. "Where are you?" "Lea

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   Chapter 49

    Damien's POV I got the call on a Tuesday. Not from Pavel. Not from my lawyers. From a number I did not recognize, which I should not have answered, and which I answered anyway because something in me already knew who it was. "They have a name," the masked voice said. No greeting. No preamble. My chest tightened. "What name?" "Victor Rowe. St. James's people identified him yesterday. They are running a full trace on his finances as we speak." I said nothing for a moment. The name meant nothing to me. But the fact that the figure knew exactly what St. James's security team was doing, in real time, meant something very significant. "How do you know what his team is running?" I asked. A pause. The deliberate kind. "That is not your concern," the voice said. "It absolutely is my concern," I said. "If you have a source inside his operation—" "I said it is not your concern." The flatness of it stopped me cold. There was something different tonight. Less of the careful, patient c

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 48

    Alexander's POV Marcus called me during practice. I never take calls during practice. Everyone who works with me knows that. So when my phone lit up with his name in the middle of a drill, I skated straight to the boards without waiting for the whistle. "Talk," I said. "I have a partial identification on the man in the photograph," Marcus said. "His name is Victor Rowe. He played in the Eastside Junior League the same two seasons you and Daniel did. He aged out the year before you did." "I do not remember him." "You would not have. He was not on your team. He played for a rival club, the Ridgemont side. You would have faced each other on the ice maybe twice a season at most." "What does he do now?" "That is where it gets interesting," Marcus said. "On paper, nothing remarkable. He works in private security, registered firm, mid-level clients. But his financial history has some significant gaps. Periods where there is almost no traceable income and then sudden large deposits t

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 47

    Elena's POV I showed Alexander the photograph that same evening. He did not say anything at first. He just stood in the kitchen with the picture in his hands, staring at the second row of boys, his jaw tight. "You saw this man outside the bakery," he said. "Three days ago. I thought I was imagining it." "Describe him." "Mid-forties, maybe. Average height. He was wearing a dark jacket. He was smoking." I paused. "It was the stillness that caught me. He stood the way you stand when you are watching something, not waiting for something." Alexander set the photograph on the counter very carefully, the way a person sets something down when they are trying not to react. "I need to send this to Marcus tonight," he said. "Okay." "Elena." He looked up at me. "You were right to trust the feeling. You should always trust that feeling." "I know," I said. "I just did not want to be the person who sees danger in everything." "That is not what you are doing," he said. "That is not who y

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    Elena's POVI sat on the floor, my trembling hand still pressed against the cheek that stung badly from the slap Damien gave me.Georgina let out a soft whimper, remaining on the floor, clutching her leg dramatically as tears shimmered in her eyes. Looking up at Damien, she appeared fragile and bro

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  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 2

    Elena's POVI felt the ugly feeling of dread settle deep in my stomach as I arrived at the hospital. All evening, I had convinced myself that tonight would be different. Tonight was supposed to be the night. The turning point. The night Damien finally looked at me and saw me. The night I would tell

  • My Ex-Husband's Enemy Loved Me better: A Hockey Rival Romanc   CHAPTER 1

    Elena's POVI sat in the quiet room of the hospital, the strong smell of antiseptic filling my nostrils as I clutched the paper in my hands. My heart pounded against my chest as I stared at the results.The test I had taken a few days ago when I peed on the stick, had confirmed it, but seeing the d

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