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CHAPTER 63 - MINE

Author: Dirty Diana
last update publish date: 2026-03-21 00:44:42

The energy was wrong the second he opened the door.

Not angry – charged. The apartment humming with something electric and unresolved, the air thick with twenty-four hours of him alone in these rooms stewing over the fight and my walking out and the door he'd chosen not to open. He was in sweats and nothing else – barefoot, shirtless, his hair pushed back, the tattoos on full display like armour he wore when his skin felt too thin.

He looked at me. Didn't say hello. Didn't ask how I was. Just l
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    I found him outside the science building.He was leaning against the wall with his bag over one shoulder and his phone in his hand and that look on his face – the one he'd been wearing since Richard's visit, since I'd stood in his kitchen and compared him to Caleb. Tight jaw. Distant eyes. The look of a man carrying things he wouldn't put down.I grabbed his arm."Come with me."He looked at my hand on his sleeve. Then at my face. "Where?""Just come.""For what?"Honest answer? I didn't know. My body knew. My brain was still catching up. Everything had been so heavy for so long – Richard, the lies, the pattern, the conversation I'd replayed forty times in the car with my forehead on the steering wheel. I was tired of heavy. Tired of meaningful. Tired of every single moment between us carrying the weight of something we'd have to talk about later.I pulled him across the quad. Through the side entrance of my building. Up the stairs because the elevator took forever and I didn't want

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 71 - MORE PROTECTION

    Sienna didn't mean to do it.That's the thing I kept reminding myself after. She wasn't stirring anything. She was lying on her bed painting her toenails with the phone on speaker, talking about Cole the way she'd been talking about Cole for weeks – half-annoyed, half-obsessed."He's been weird all day. Quiet. I think Rhys's meeting stressed him out and it's leaking onto everyone."I was at my desk. Highlighter in hand. Midterm notes spread across every surface."What meeting?"The silence on the phone lasted four seconds. I counted."The... scholarship meeting?" Sienna's voice climbed. "The one with the alternative funding people? Cole said–" She stopped. I could hear her toenail polish brush freeze mid-stroke. "He didn't tell you."Not a question."No.""Naomi–""I have to go."I hung up. Sat with my hands flat on the desk for a long time. Longer than I should've needed. Because the anger wasn't the kind that hits fast and burns out – it was the kind that arrives quiet, settles into

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 70 - LIKE HIM

    NAOMI’S POVI was wearing his shirt.That's what I keep coming back to when I replay it. Not the words, not the silence after, not the way his hands shook for twenty minutes straight. The shirt. Grey, threadbare, smelled like his soap and his skin and the night before. I was standing in his kitchen with coffee in one hand and my phone in the other, scrolling through nothing, feeling the kind of quiet that only exists the morning after someone holds you like you're the last good thing.The door opened without a knock.Richard Maddox walked into his son's apartment the way he walked into everything – like he owned it. Like the space rearranged itself around him out of obligation. Expensive coat. Car keys still in hand. Eyes that swept the room and catalogued every detail in under three seconds.Me. The shirt. The coffee. My bare legs. The two mugs on the counter.His expression didn't change. That was the thing about Richard – he never gave you the satisfaction of a reaction. Everything

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 69 - MIDNIGHT THOUGHTS

    RHYS’ POVThe water was too hot. I kept it that way.The burn was the only thing that worked. Not ice, not running, not the bag in the corner I'd punched until my knuckles split last week and taped up before she could see. Hot water on my shoulders, my back, my neck. Skin turning red. And for three, maybe four minutes the noise went quiet enough to breathe.The noise sounded like my father.You're a disappointment. You're dangerous. You're exactly like me and that's the part you can't stand.I braced my hands on the tile. Water down my face. Tried not to think about the freshman. Thought about him anyway.The check was too hard. I knew it the second my shoulder connected. He went into the boards and the sound echoed and I felt nothing. That's the part. Not guilt. Not remorse. Nothing. The cold satisfaction of a body doing what it was built to do.The guilt came later. Always later. I was sitting in the locker room after everyone left, staring at my hands. Seeing them the way the kid s

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 68 - HEAVY WEAPONS

    It came back to her through Cole. Because everything came back through Cole eventually – the quiet goalie who noticed everything and said nothing until saying something became necessary.Rhys was already in the apartment when I arrived Tuesday evening. Standing in the kitchen. Not sitting – standing. The posture of a man who'd been pacing and had stopped when he heard my key in the lock. His face was the dangerous kind of calm. The kind that looked like stillness from across the room and felt like a loaded weapon up close."You had an honest talk with Caleb."Not a question. A statement. Delivered flat, each word placed carefully, the way you place stones on a scale when you're measuring something you're afraid to know the weight of."What?""Cole heard it from two different guys at practice today. That you and Caleb had a heart-to-heart. That you called him when things got hard. That you feel safe enough to go to him when you need to talk." His jaw tightened. "His words. Making the r

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 67 - LIES TO PROTECT

    It started with a sentence Sienna didn't know was a grenade.We were in the dorm. Saturday evening. She was getting ready for Cole's game – the not as a friend game, the one she'd changed outfits for three times while pretending she hadn't – and I was on my bed editing my column when she said it. Casually. Offhandedly. The way people deliver information that will rearrange your entire week without knowing they've lit the fuse."Cole was bummed about practice being cancelled yesterday. He'd been working on some new save technique and wanted to test it."My fingers stopped on the keyboard. "Practice was cancelled?""Yeah. Something with the rink – ice maintenance or a scheduling conflict or something. Cole said the whole team had the afternoon off."The whole team. The afternoon off. Yesterday. The same yesterday when Rhys had texted me at 2 PM – can't make the reading, practice runs late, sorry – and I'd said no worries and gone alone and read my piece to a room that didn't include him

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    Thirty people. Silent. Jade's smile sharp enough to draw blood. The room holding its breath like a collective lung waiting to exhale.I felt Rhys before I saw him. Not a sound – a shift. The particular change in gravity that happened when he entered my awareness, like the room reoriented itself aro

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-28

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 34 - NO WORDS

    He followed me home.I didn't invite him. Didn't ask. Just walked across campus with my arms wrapped around myself and the words captain's leftovers still ringing in my skull and Rhys Maddox three steps behind me like a shadow that refused to detach."I'm going back.""You're not.""One conversatio

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-27

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 38 - EXPOSED

    It started that way. It didn't stay that way.Seven words. By Thursday morning they were everywhere. Screenshotted on Instagram stories with heart emojis and fire emojis and the crying-face emoji that could mean twelve different things depending on who was posting it. Quoted in the campus confessio

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-29

  • PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE   CHAPTER 39 - SLOWLY CHANGING

    Rhys got a B+ on the American Literature midterm.Three nights of flashcards and highlighters and him sprawled across his apartment floor complaining that Fitzgerald was "a rich drunk who wrote about other rich drunks" while I threatened to leave if he didn't focus. He'd focus for twenty minutes. T

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