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CHAPTER 6- I NEED TO GET LAID
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CHAPTER 76The heavy double doors of the equipment room clicked shut, sealing out the echo of slamming locker doors and running showers down the hall.Liam stood inside the narrow room, surrounded by shelves of spare helmets and racks of sticks, pretending to be deeply fascinated by a roll of white blade tape. In reality, his blood was roaring in his ears, his pulse hammering a erratic rhythm against his ribs.He was losing his mind. He was officially, completely losing his mind.The door swung open, and Raphael stepped inside carrying his shoulder pads. The second Raphael saw Liam standing there alone, his dark eyes sharpened, a slow, knowing smirk curving his lips. He let the heavy pads drop onto a metal rack with a thud.Liam snapped. He dropped the tape, stepping into Raphael’s space and jabbing a finger directly into his chest."Are you out of your absolute mind?!" Liam hissed, his voice pitched low so it wouldn't carry through the wall, though every drop of restraint in his body
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CHAPTER 75Liam took a slow, grounding breath and stepped right into the middle of the room. He tossed his glove onto the center bench, letting it hit the wood with a loud thwack to drag everyone’s attention back to him.Alright, Lannister, he thought to himself, adjusting the collar of his jersey. Time to act like you actually lead this circus."Alright, listen up," Liam called out, his voice cutting through the noise easily. He leaned against the central whiteboard frame, resting his good arm over the top, bringing his signature mix of cool authority and sharp snark. "You all heard Coach. The charity fair disaster is done. We leave the broken booth, the bad press, and the noise right there in the past."A few guys nodded, though Marcus pulled a guilty face on the bench."The Shadow Reapers think they rattled us," Liam continued, a slight, mischievous smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "And let's be honest—half of you looked like you forgot how to skate after two weeks off. I h
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CHAPTER 74The doctor’s office smelled sterile, a stark contrast to the cold, metallic tang of the arena ice Liam was so eager to return to."Everything looks remarkable, Liam," Dr. Vance said, flipping through the digital scans on his tablet. He reached out, gently pressing along the joint of Liam’s wrist before asking him to rotate it through a full range of motion. "The fracture has fully fused. Inflammation is virtually nonexistent."Liam flexed his fingers, a brilliant, uncontainable grin spreading across his face. "So... I'm good? No contact restrictions?""No restrictions," Dr. Vance confirmed with a smile. "I'm writing you a mild prescription for painkillers just to handle any residual soreness after heavy ice sessions—consider it the last gasp of recovery. But as far as I'm concerned, Captain, you are one hundred percent cleared for full-contact hockey."Liam practically floated out of the examination room.The second the clinic doors close
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CHAPTER 73Morning light crept slowly through the slats of the blinds, washing Liam’s bedroom in a pale, quiet gold.Liam was awake. He had been awake for at least ten minutes, staring fixedly at the ceiling while his brain pulled off an Olympic-level mental crisis.What on earth was that last night?His face burned hot against the pillow just thinking about it. He, Liam Lannister—captain of the team, the guy who had spent the better part of three years maintaining a cool, unbothered, sharp-tongued rivalry with Raphael Thorne—had practically begged Raphael to take his clothes off. He had whined. He had thrown a literal minor tantrum on his own mattress because Raphael was being too responsible about his recovering hand.He turned his head slightly, his eyes falling on the dark hair resting just inches from his nose.Raphael hadn't gone to his own bed. He hadn't even retreated to the far side of Liam’s bed. He was right here, slee
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CHAPTER 72The heat between them was suffocating.Raphael’s hands were everywhere—rough, greedy palms sliding under Liam’s thin shirt, dragging hard over warm, firm skin. He mapped every ridge of muscle, every ridge of rib, thumbs brushing over peaked nipples until Liam arched with a sharp, needy sound. Liam’s fingers tangled wildly in Raphael’s dark hair, yanking him closer, deeper, mouths crashing together in a wet, open slide of tongues and teeth.Every shift of Raphael’s heavy thigh between Liam’s legs dragged a low, broken groan from Liam’s throat. The friction was deliberate, filthy—Raphael grinding down slow and hard, letting Liam feel exactly how hard he was already. Raphael kissed like he was starving: biting Liam’s lower lip until it stung, then soothing it with the flat of his tongue, sucking it into his mouth while his hips rolled in a filthy rhythm that made Liam’s cock throb against the seam of his pants.“Fuck—Raph—” Liam gasped into his mout
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CHAPTER 71The apartment was still.The low hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen and the distant rumble of city traffic outside were the only sounds filling the quiet space. Without Aria’s chaotic energy—no clothes scattered over the back of the sofa, no random pop music playing from her phone, no discarded mugs left on the counter—the apartment felt empty.But it didn't feel cold.Raphael shut the front door behind them, the click of the lock echoing in the entryway. He hung his keys on the wall hook, shifting slightly as Liam stepped past him to drop his gear bag near the closet.As Liam moved by, his shoulder brushed against Raphael’s chest. Neither of them flinched away. Instead, Liam lingered for a split second, his body heat radiating through his hoodie before he turned toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms."God, it feels like I haven't been in the room in a month," Liam murmured, stretching his arms overhead as he walked in.Raphael followed him down the hall, leaning a
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Liam paced the length of his apartment like an animal on heat, the city lights glittering mockingly through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The victory high from last night had curdled into something sour and heavy in his chest. Every time he closed his eyes, he heard Raphael’s voice, low, mocking, f
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The locker room smelled like sweat, icy gel, and adrenaline. Liam Lannister sat on the bench, lacing his skates with sharp, precise tugs, jaw tight as he listened to the distant roar of the crowd filtering through the tunnel.Frostbite Wolves versus Shadow Reapers. The biggest rivalry in the league
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The bass thumped through the walls of The Icehouse, the team’s favorite upscale club downtown. Neon blue and white lights pulsed across the crowded dance floor, reflecting off glass tables and mirrored columns like shards of ice. The Wolves had reserved the entire VIP section — bottle service flowi
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The arena lights hummed overhead as the team took the ice for morning practice. The cold air bit at Liam’s exposed skin, but he welcomed it. it sharpened his focus. He skated out first, stick tapping against the ice, calling out positions for the warm-up drills. Captain’s job. Always had been.Raph
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