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PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 79 - PROMISES
NAOMI’S POVHe banged on my door at 3 PM. Not knocked – banged. Fist against wood, desperate, the sound of someone who'd been holding it together for hours and had finally run out of material.I opened it and he looked wrecked. Not the controlled version I was used to. Actually wrecked. Hair wild. Jacket stained. His hands – God, his hands. Knuckles split across both fists, skin peeled back and crusted dark, fingers so swollen I didn't think they could close. Breathing hard. Eyes red-rimmed and searching my face for something I wasn't sure I could give him."Equipment room." Low. Tight. Not looking at me – looking at his own hands. "Basement. Door locked from outside. No signal. Cole found me two hours later."He held up his hands. Torn skin and dried blood and knuckles that would scar over the ones already scarred."Sunflowers are in the car."Three words. That was the sentence that cracked him. Not the equipment room, not the two hours, not the blood. Sunflowers. His jaw worked. His
PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 78 - NARRATIVES
RHYS’ POVI bought sunflowers yesterday.Stood in the store for ten minutes staring at buckets of them. Different heights. Different stages of bloom. No idea which ones were right because I've never bought flowers for anyone in my life. My mother left before I was old enough to learn what kind she liked. My father thinks flowers are a waste of money. The sum total of my floral experience was a gas station bouquet I grabbed for a girl in tenth grade who dumped me three days later.I texted Sienna.Me: What flowers does Naomi's dad like.Sienna: Sunflowers. And the fact that you asked just made me cry in a Walgreens.Sunflowers. Bought the ones with petals that curled at the edges because they looked less perfect than the others and something told me that mattered.They sat in a glass on my kitchen counter all night. I kept looking at them. Checking that they hadn't wilted. Changing the water once at midnight like an idiot because I didn't know if flowers needed fresh water or if that w
PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 77 - DAD
The sunflowers were wrong.Too tall. Too bright. The ones Dad grew in the backyard were shorter – stubby, with petals that curled at the edges like they were shy about being looked at. These bodega sunflowers were aggressive. Cheerful in a way that felt like an insult when you were buying them for a dead man.I bought them anyway. Carried them back to the dorm wrapped in brown paper. Set them on my desk and stared at them while the room got dark around me.Six years. Six years since the phone call that split my life into before and after. Six years since Mom's voice on the other end – wrecked, unrecognizable, the voice of a woman who'd just had the floor pulled out from under her entire existence. Six years since I sat in the principal's office at fourteen and thought he made me eggs this morning, this doesn't make sense, he made me eggs.I picked up the scissors. Started cutting the stems at an angle – forty-five degrees, sharp blade. The way he taught me when I was seven and we were
PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 76 - POWER SHIFT
He showed up at my door vibrating.Not angry – worse. Restless. The coiled, buzzing energy of a man who'd spent a week being investigated for something he didn't do and had just been cleared by a system that shouldn't have doubted him in the first place. His jaw was tight. His hands were opening and closing at his sides. His eyes had that flat, dangerous look – the one that usually preceded a fight or broken furniture or sex rough enough to leave marks on both of us.I knew what he wanted. Could read it in every line of his body – the need to hit something, fuck something, burn the energy out before it burned him from the inside. The old pattern. The one we'd been running since the beginning. Anger to contact. Contact to collision. Collision to the temporary silence that felt like peace but wasn't.Not tonight."Inside," I said. Stepped back. Let him in. Locked the door.He paced. Two steps toward the window, two steps back. Hands through his hair. The apartment too small for what was
PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 75 - THE TEST
NAOMI’S POVThey pulled him out of practice on a Wednesday.I was in the fourth row. Same spot. Laptop open, coffee going cold, eyes on number seventeen the way they always were – tracking him across the ice like a compass needle that only knew one direction. He was skating well. Controlled. The three days on the hallway floor had done something to him – softened the edges, quieted the noise. He was passing again. Communicating. Cole had clapped him on the shoulder during warmups and the tension in my chest had loosened for the first time in a week.Then the doors opened.Two men in athletic department polos walked onto the ice surface. Not coaches. Administrative. Clipboards. Lanyards. The specific, officious energy of people who were about to ruin someone's afternoon and had already rehearsed how they'd phrase it.Coach Harlan skated to meet them. A conversation I couldn't hear – thirty seconds, maybe less. Harlan's face changed. Not surprise. Resignation. The expression of a man be
PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 74 - MY IDENTITY
RHYS’ POVThe door closed. I looked at my hands.Same hands. Same knuckles. A few hours ago they'd held her face in the shower like something I'd ruin if I squeezed too hard. Now they'd proved me right.Stop.Her voice. Flat. Careful. The voice of a woman who'd practiced being calm around dangerous men.Ten steps. That's how far I got before my legs went. Back against the wall. Floor. Elbows on knees. Hands in front of me, palms up, because I couldn't let them close. If they closed they'd become what they were in that room. What they'd been on the ice. What they'd been my whole life when I stopped paying attention.I stayed.Not a decision. Couldn't move. Couldn't text her. Couldn't go home to an apartment that would be dark and quiet and full of the shower where I'd held her like she mattered and the kitchen where she'd laughed and the bed where her hand rested on Orion like it meant something.Her face. I kept seeing her face. Not the fear. The recognition. She'd looked at me and se
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
Huling Na-update : 2026-04-05PUCKED 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
Huling Na-update : 2026-04-05PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 51 - TWICE A DAY
I didn’t move.Stood in the hallway with my water glass and my bare feet and the cold tile under my soles and listened to my mother talk about the boy I loved to the man who was trying to erase him from my life.“He never asks to talk to her, Richard. That’s the thing.” My mom’s voice was quiet. Ti
Huling Na-update : 2026-04-04PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE CHAPTER 11 - AVOIDING THE TRUTH
I left at 5 AM like a coward.No note. No kiss on his forehead. No romantic morning-after moment where I make coffee in his shirt and we smile at each other across the kitchen like people who haven't just detonated their entire lives.I simply peeled myself out from under his arm one inch at a time
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-18
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