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My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player 47
LOGAN“Ethan? As in my team mate?”For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Ethan. My friend. My teammate. The guy I’d shared victories, losses, and locker room banter with. The guy who stood beside me. The guy who claimed to have my back.“Logan, did you hear me?”I didn’t respond. My body moved on autopilot, feet carrying me toward the field. My teammates were already warming up. They were busy chatting, stretching and oblivious. But my gaze locked onto Ethan who was laughing at something, completely unaware that his life was about to change.Someone called my name. I ignored it. My coach said something. I didn’t register it.Ethan turned, saw me, and smiled. “Yo, Logan! What’s up, man—”The punch connected before he finished the sentence.There was a sickening crunch, followed by an explosion of chaos. Ethan stumbled back, clutching his bleeding nose, and eyes wide with shock.“What the hell?!”I didn’t stop. My fists flew. I was fueled by betrayal, by rage, by the deep, gut-wrenchi
My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player 46
LOGANI sat back in the chair, watching the dim glow of the bedside lamp spill over Isabella’s sleeping face. The rise and fall of her chest, the way her fingers were still curled slightly into the sheets, it was the only proof I needed that she was still here, and still breathing.That bastard hadn’t stolen her completely. But the sight did nothing to calm the storm raging inside me.She was creeping into my life in ways I hadn’t expected. What started as something simple, something purely physical, had twisted into something else entirely.I didn’t just want her; I wanted to keep her safe, and that? That was dangerous.I exhaled sharply and pushed myself up, running a hand through my hair before pulling out my phone.The detective answered on the second ring, his voice clipped, as if he had been expecting me.“You don’t need to handle it anymore,” I said, my voice flat.There was a pause. Then, a slow exhale. “You sure about that?”“I am.” I glanced at Isabella again, her delicate
My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player 45
ISABELLALogan’s home wasn’t just a house. It was an entire estate, sprawling and grand, built with wealth and precision.The kind of place you saw in magazines, with high gates and gardens that stretched endlessly, paths winding between marble statues and fountains that probably cost more than my entire life’s savings. Even now, with the moon casting shadows and the night air cool against my skin, it was overwhelming.We walked in silence for a while, and the only sound was the soft crunch of gravel beneath our shoes. Logan had his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable. He wasn’t the kind of man who forced conversation, and I appreciated that. Still, silence left too much room for thought, and I needed noise, distraction, something to pull me away from the memories clawing at the edges of my mind.“I used to box,” I blurted out.Logan’s head tilted slightly, a hint of amusement dancing across his face. “You?”I scoffed. “What, you don’t believe me?”“Not even a little.”I
My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player 44
ISABELLAI woke up to the sensation of stiffness and an ache so deep in my bones that even breathing felt like a chore. For a moment, I couldn’t tell where I was.The sheets beneath me weren’t the scratchy ones from my apartment, and the air smelled different. So clean, and expensive like fresh linen and something faintly masculine.My fingers curled into the fabric of the duvet, smooth and soft, nothing like the cheap covers I’d grown used to.Then the door creaked open.Logan stepped in, and just like that, reality crashed over me. The assault, he fear, and the way I had felt my soul leave my body, certain I wouldn’t survive.I exhaled, sinking back into the pillows. He looked at me with a careful expression, his lazy blue eyes scanning my face like he was checking for cracks in my foundation.“How are you feeling?” His voice was low, and gruff, like he hadn’t spoken in hours.“Sore.” The word barely left my lips before I winced. “Terribly sore, but slightly better.”He nodded, but
My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player 43
LOGANThe moment my phone buzzed, I already knew who it was.I barely spared Isabella a glance as I stepped away, striding down the hall with effortless familiarity.My feet moved across the cold marble, the distant sound of my own measured footsteps filling the empty space.The grand chandelier above cast fractured shadows on the floor, each reflection shifting as I passed.Pushing open a door to one of the private sitting rooms, I shut it behind me with a soft click and exhaled.A single press of my thumb, and the call connected.“Mr. Black,” Detective Reynolds greeted, his voice low and professional, but with just a hint of hesitance.I smirked. He knows why I’m calling.“Tell me you have good news,” I said, lowering myself onto the leather armchair. The cool material pressed against my back, molding to my frame as I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees.There was a beat of silence before he spoke.“All of them have been taken in,” he confirmed. “We rounded up every man in
My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player 42
ISABELLAWhite, blinding, sterile light swallowed me the moment my eyelids fluttered open. It an unforgiving brightness that pierced straight through my skull like a jagged knife.I winced, trying to turn away from it, but the movement sent a sharp, searing pain lancing down my side, radiating through every inch of my body like fire. My breath hitched.Fuck.It hurt. Everything hurt. A deep, bone-deep ache settled into my ribs, my limbs heavy and unresponsive. My skin prickled with soreness in places I didn't even remember having nerves.I sucked in a shallow breath, but the moment my lungs expanded, a fresh wave of agony ripped through me. My head spun. The room twisted and tilted, and the nausea clawing at my stomach became unbearable.A weak whimper slipped past my lips before I could stop it and the sheer helplessness of it made my throat burn.I hated this. I hated feeling like this.A strong, warm hand was suddenly on mine.“Easy, mi amor.” Logan’s voice, low and firm, cut throu
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