ห้องสมุด
ค้นหา
หน้าหลัก / Romance / PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE / CHAPTER 147 - NOT HIDING

แชร์

CHAPTER 147 - NOT HIDING

ผู้เขียน: Dirty Diana
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-06-10 07:51:14

The email sat in his inbox for four days before he showed it to me.

I’d been bracing for the shutdown – the the monosyllabic grunts, the intricate flavour of silence he deployed when Elena’s name entered the atmosphere. Instead he put his laptop on the kitchen island next to my notebook where I’d written the first three lines of the book and said: “Tell her Tuesday.”

Tuesday was a coffee shop in the brick basement of an old industrial building near the campus edge. Damp stone walls. Espresso th
อ่านหนังสือเล่มนี้ต่อได้ฟรี
สแกนรหัสเพื่อดาวน์โหลดแอป
บทที่แล้ว บทต่อไป
บทที่ถูกล็อก

บทล่าสุด

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 149 - PORTLAND

    My black notebook was open on my lap, but the ink had run dry mid-sentence. I sat on his couch, staring at the indentation his shoulders had left in the fabric, waiting for the sound of his motorcycle to cut through the street noise below.My phone buzzed against my thigh and I checked it immediately.Cole.A text, not a call. Cole didn’t text me directly unless something had gone structurally wrong. Our entire communication history was Sienna-adjacent – memes she’d forwarded, group chat logistics, the occasional thumbs-up on a game day photo.A direct message from Cole Brennan to Naomi Ellis meant the floor was moving.He’s going to come home and act like everything’s fine. It’s not. The closer team pulled the contract. Budget cuts. Portland’s the only one left. He told me not to say anything. I’m saying it anyway because I’m not watching this play out the way I think it’s going to.I read the message twice. Three thousand miles.I set the phone face-up on the coffee table next to th

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 148 - THERAPY

    The rain from Tuesday had left a damp chill hanging low in the corners of the campus coffee shop. I sat in my usual booth, laptop closed, fingers wrapped around a paper cup of cold espresso.My phone sat face-up on the table. The screen was blank, but Zara’s text was still running laps in my skull. Tomorrow morning. Well, tomorrow morning was right now. Two blocks away, the athletic board was finalizing the verdict that would strip Caleb of his captaincy, his eligibility, and his future at this school.The bell above the door clinked, a flat metal strike that had my skin going cold before my brain tracked the shadow cutting through the entryway.Caleb Park walked in.No Thornfield blue and silver. Plain black hoodie, hands shoved deep in the pockets, shoulders slouched in a way that made his six-foot frame look smaller. I’d spent months mapping every calculated expression on his face, waiting for the seam where the golden-boy mask met the machinery underneath.This version was new.Th

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 147 - NOT HIDING

    The email sat in his inbox for four days before he showed it to me.I’d been bracing for the shutdown – the the monosyllabic grunts, the intricate flavour of silence he deployed when Elena’s name entered the atmosphere. Instead he put his laptop on the kitchen island next to my notebook where I’d written the first three lines of the book and said: “Tell her Tuesday.”Tuesday was a coffee shop in the brick basement of an old industrial building near the campus edge. Damp stone walls. Espresso that tasted like it had been brewed during a previous administration. A corner booth I chose because it had sight lines to the door and the exit, which was a habit I’d developed during the investigation and hadn’t managed to unlearn.The bell above the door. My chest locking on instinct.Elena Maddox walked in shaking rain from a black umbrella and the the genetic trajectory hit me again like something cold poured down my spine immediately I saw his eyes on her. That exact steel-grey, but worn in

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 146 - OUR KITCHEN

    The smoke alarm went off mid-kiss.Not the romantic kind of mid-kiss – the kind where I was leaning over the stove trying to salvage the garlic situation and he came up behind me and put his mouth on my neck and I forgot the burner was on eleven and the garlic went from golden to cremated in the four seconds it took my brain to choose between his mouth and the pan.The brain chose his mouth. The garlic chose violence.“Towel,” Rhys said, already slamming the skillet onto the cold burner with the reflexes of a man who’d been managing kitchen fires since the first week I started cooking in his apartment, which was also the first week the fire department almost got called twice.I grabbed the dish towel, climbed onto the counter, and waved it at the detector like I was surrendering to an enemy I’d created. Rhys took the second towel and attacked the smoke cloud from below – grey sweats, no shirt, the muscles in his back flexing with each swing, and I was supposed to be focused on the ala

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 145 - THE SHOWER

    RHYS' POVThe pipes behind the drywall woke me before my alarm could.I didn't reach out for Naomi. The sound of the hot water running through the bathroom door told me exactly where she was.The sound hit me straight in the gut as I recalled the memory of her pressed against the wet tile, her thighs locked around my waist, the water blasting her hair flat. The heavy weight of her mouth in the fog. The fact that holding her in that stall was the only thing that had kept me upright during the worst month of my life.I threw the duvet off without a second thought.Didn’t knock. Simply pushed the bathroom door open and stepped into the thick wall of steam.The glass door was completely fogged over, condensation rolling down in long, clear lines. I slid the panel back.Naomi turned her head, blinking against the draft. Water plastered her dark hair flat against the curve of her neck, trailing down the slope of her nose.She didn’t flinch. She didn’t cover herself. She looked at me through

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 144 - OUR SPOT

    The engine caught with a low, heavy rumble that vibrated through the concrete floor of the parking garage and straight into the soles of my boots.My stomach dropped before my brain could catch up.The bike had been sitting in the corner slot ever since Cole hauled it back from the repair shop. Brand new black paint covered the side that had scraped the asphalt. Clean frame. No dents.I had walked past it every single morning on my way to class. My skin cold every time I glanced at the chrome. Because the last time that engine ran, it carried him straight into a guardrail.Rhys stood in the dim garage light, holding two helmets by the straps. Tuesday evening. The air cool as the sun dipped behind the campus buildings.“Want to go to the lookout?” he asked casually, but his jaw was set.I stared at the helmet. Chest tight. My fingers moved before my brain gave permission – I stepped forward and snatched the helmet from his grip, my nails scraping against the plastic shell. My heart was

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 52 - 2AM

    I couldn't sleep.Twelve days on my childhood bed and I still couldn't sleep in it. The mattress remembered a version of me that didn't exist anymore – the fifteen-year-old version that was grieving and small enough to curl into the corner and disappear. The woman lying in it now was too big for th

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-04-05

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 53 - MOM

    She was sitting at the kitchen table when I came downstairs.Coffee in front of her. Both hands wrapped around the mug. Not drinking – holding. The way people hold things when they need an anchor and the nearest one is ceramic. She was wearing the flannel pajamas again. Second day in a row. Whateve

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-04-05

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 50 - THE CALLS

    My childhood bedroom was a museum of a girl who no longer existed.Participation trophies from softball lined the shelf above my desk – the sport I'd quit at fifteen when Dad died and everything that wasn't survival stopped mattering. A cork board above my bed still pinned with movie tickets and ph

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-04-04

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 42 - HALF THE STORY

    I sat in the driveway for eleven minutes before I could make my hands stop shaking long enough to turn off the engine.My mom's voice was still in my ears – how COULD you and I'm finally happy and fix it – playing on a loop that got louder every time I tried to think past it. I'd driven here becaus

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-31
บทอื่นๆ

บางทีคุณอาจจะชอบ

สำรวจและอ่านนวนิยายดีๆ ได้ฟรี
เข้าถึงนวนิยายดีๆ จำนวนมากได้ฟรีบนแอป GoodNovel ดาวน์โหลดหนังสือที่คุณชอบและอ่านได้ทุกที่ทุกเวลา
อ่านหนังสือฟรีบนแอป
สแกนรหัสเพื่ออ่านบนแอป
DMCA.com Protection Status