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THE LEAK
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2025-10-16 13:12:04
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OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER MOTHER AND SON
Olivia's Pov A soft knock pulled me out of my thoughts.My heart stumbled.For a moment, I didn’t move, afraid it was reporters or worse someone that wanted me dead. Then I crossed the room and opened the door.He stood there, rain-soaked, eyes tired, hands shoved into his pockets like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to be here.“Ethan.”He didn’t speak. He just looked at me, really looked at me and I felt my breath catch.My baby boy looked older and drained. “Can I come in?” he asked finally, his voice low, rough around the edges.“Of course.”He stepped inside, leaving a trail of rainwater on the floor. I closed the door behind him, suddenly unsure what to say.The last time we’d been in an enclosed space, he’d been shouting and destroying things. I’d been crying.Now he was here, my baby boy was now in my home and I didn't know how to feel about it. “I heard what happened,” I said carefully. “At the rink.”He exhaled through his nose, shaking his head. “News travels fast.”“
OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER ETHAN BREAKS
Ethan’s POVI didn’t recognize the man in the mirror anymore.The dark circles. The clenched jaw. The storm behind my eyes.Three days since the hearing, and I still hadn’t been able to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mother standing there, trembling under those courtroom lights, trying to defend herself against things she didn’t even do.And every time, in the shadows of that memory, I saw her.Cassandra.Perfect smile.Perfect lies.The woman who’d once told me, “We’ll get through this, Ethan. Together.”Now I wasn’t sure if “together” ever meant the same thing for her as it did for me.It started with a headline that morning: “CARTER UNDER FIRE: New Allegations Surface — Possible Internal Leak.”No author credit. But I didn’t need one. The phrasing was pure Cassandra, viciously polite, made to hurt and disgrace my mom. I threw my phone onto the couch and ran a hand through my hair.She’d promised to stay out of it. Promised.And yet… she couldn’t stop twisting the kn
OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER THE HEARING
Olivia’s POVI stood in the corridor outside Room 3B, hands locked together so tightly I couldn’t feel my fingers. A few reporters had managed to sneak in despite the private listing; their whispers floated down the hallway like ghosts.Xander paced a few steps away, tie loosened, jaw tight. He looked ready to punch something or someone but there was nothing here to fight except the truth no one wanted to believe.“Breathe,” he said finally, stopping in front of me. “You’ve got this.”I tried to smile, but it didn’t reach. “You don’t believe that.”He studied my face, then sighed. “No. But I need you to.”His honesty was both the worst and best thing about him.The door opened. “Ms. Carter,” the assistant called. “They’re ready for you.”I nodded, my knees shaking so badly I thought they might give out.Inside, the hearing room felt smaller than I imagined. A long mahogany table divided the space—the disciplinary board on one side, the legal representatives on the other. Cameras were
OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER CASSANDRA'S DRASTIC MOVE
Olivia’s POVXander was still asleep on the couch, half-covered with the blanket I’d tucked around him sometime before dawn. His face looked softer in the gray light, the exhaustion eased for once. But something inside me couldn’t rest.My phone buzzed from the kitchen counter, an endless stream of notifications I’d been ignoring since last night. My name was trending again. I didn’t have to look to know it wasn’t good.I reached for it anyway.The first headline froze my breath. BREAKING: OLIVIA CARTER UNDER INVESTIGATION FOR FINANCIAL MISCONDUCT — SOURCES CLAIM EMBEZZLEMENT FROM TEAM FUNDSMy stomach dropped.No.I scrolled through the article, my pulse pounding in my ears. Words blurred together — forged invoices, unauthorized wire transfers, misappropriation of team assets. And attached were photos of “documents,” signed with my name, stamped with fake company seals.Except they looked real. Too real.My fingers went numb.This was Cassandra’s work. It had to be.The sound of Xa
OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER A GLIMMER OF HOPE
Xander’s POVThe whiskey burns on the way down.It’s not the first glass tonight. Or the second. Probably not even the third. The bartender stopped counting an hour ago, now he just refills when I lift my hand.The bar’s half-empty, a graveyard of neon lights and forgotten laughter. Music hums low from a corner speaker, some old song about love that didn’t survive the night.Fitting.I swirl the glass, watching the ice melt. My reflection stares back, hollow eyes, bruised pride, and the kind of exhaustion that no amount of sleep fixes. The kind that starts in your chest and eats its way out.“Another?” the bartender asks quietly.I nod. He pours without a word.When you’ve been publicly humiliated, betrayed by your own silence, and turned into the headline of every sports site in North America, the world stops looking you in the eye.Everyone knows. Everyone saw.The forbidden affair. The mother. The betrayal.I down another swallow, my throat raw. The liquid does nothing to blur the
OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER SECRET MEETING
Olivia’s POVI shouldn’t have come.I’d told myself that ten times already, standing beside my car with my keys digging into my palm, heart pounding so loud I swore the sound would carry through the cold night.He texted me only two words.We need to talk.After everything—after the press conference, the scandal, the silence, I thought I’d never hear from him again. But here I was, waiting in a half-empty parking lot behind the old arena, headlights cutting through the drizzle. The sound of tires rolling over wet asphalt made me look up.His car pulled in. He parked across from me, engine running for a moment before shutting it off. The headlights died, leaving just the harsh glow of the streetlamps.Ethan stepped out.Even from a distance, he looked different. Not angry. Not cold. Just… tired. Like someone who hadn’t slept in weeks but still forced himself to keep going. My baby boy.He walked slowly toward me, hands tucked into his jacket pockets, his jaw set.“Olivia.” His voice
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