登入AUTHOR'S POVStepping into the kitchen, the bright fluorescent light hit them like a wall. Tessa leaned back against the granite island, crossing her arms and watching Athena intently as she pulled out ingredients for a quick pasta dish."So," Tessa started, her voice laced with amusement. "Are we going to acknowledge the fact that I practically walked in on you guys trying to fuck on the rink floor?"Athena dropped a colander into the sink, the metal clanging loudly. "Tess, stop. Nothing happened. We were just... heated.""Heated? Girl, your faces were redder than a fire alarm. You guys were literally vibrating with intensity." Tessa picked up a knife, starting on the garlic with precision. "Just, for the love of everything holy, can you be a little more discreet next time? I have to live here too, you know.""I told you, it’s not like that!" Athena protested, though she felt the heat rising in her neck.Tessa hummed, leaning in close and sniffing the air near Athena’s shoulder. "Tha
AUTHOR'S POV"I missed you," she murmured into his hoodie."Missed you too." His arms tightened around her lower back, pulling her closer.That's when she felt it.A subtle shift. A thickening against her hip, pressing through the layers of denim and cotton. She pulled back just enough to look down, and sure enough. The outline of his hard cock was visible through his jeans, straining against the zipper.She raised an eyebrow. "Someone's happy to see me."Jeremiah's ears went red. "Been a week. Cut me some slack.""Cut you some slack?" She smirked, her hand dropping from his shoulder to his belt. "I don't think so."Her fingers worked the buckle loose, then the button. The zipper came down with a metallic rasp that cut through the ambient noise of the dorm. She slid her hand inside his boxers, her fingers wrapping around his cock. He was already fully hard, the skin hot and smooth, the head slick with a bead of precum."Jeremiah," she said, her voice low. "You're already dripping."He
AUTHOR'S POVKneeling on the filthy concrete of the parking garage, the metallic smell of blood mixed heavily with the exhaust fumes lingering in the air. Athena pressed her bare hands directly against the thick, jagged slash on Jeremiah’s left forearm. Dark crimson seeped rapidly between her fingers."We need to go to the ER right now, Jeremiah," Athena demanded, her voice shaking violently as she pressed down harder. "That needs stitches.""No hospitals," Jeremiah grunted, wincing as he shifted his weight against the dented minivan. "I’m not sitting in a waiting room for three hours answering police questions while they file a report. It’s just a graze.""Are you insane?" Athena yelled, her hazel eyes wide with panic. "You are literally bleeding out on the pavement!""I'm fine," Jeremiah rasped, his dark eyes snapping to her face, scanning her frantically. "Are you okay? Did he touch you?""I’m fine!""Guys," Tessa interrupted, hovering over them with her phone clutched to her chest
AUTHOR'S POVCatching the heavy metal door just before it clicked shut, Athena stepped directly into the narrow corridor outside the Ashford locker room. Her chest heaved, completely fueled by the sheer audacity of the morning's interaction. She wasn't going to let him just skate away and pretend the shift in the atmosphere hadn't happened.Jeremiah was walking toward the exit, his heavy duffel bag slung over his right shoulder."Jeremiah, stop walking for two seconds," Athena demanded, stepping squarely into his path.He paused, his jaw visibly tightening. He didn't meet her eyes, staring instead at the cinderblock wall just past her ear."I’m busy, Cole," Jeremiah said, his voice entirely devoid of the warmth he had shown her just twenty-four hours ago. "I have film to review.""Film?" Athena scoffed, gesturing to the keys dangling from his fingers. "You’re literally carrying your car keys. Why are you acting like I don't exist? You can't just ice me out after last night.""Because
AUTHOR'S POVStorming down the sweeping marble staircase of the Bel Air estate, Jeremiah gripped his car keys so tightly the metal dug into his palm. He just wanted to get out. Breathing the air in this house felt like inhaling glass.Crossing the massive foyer, a heavy hand slammed flat against the double doors, physically blocking his exit.Arthur Ashford stood there, his face completely rigid."Move," Jeremiah said, his voice a low, vibrating warning."You think locking yourself in a bedroom ends the conversation?" Arthur scoffed, keeping his hand pressed against the wood. "You are acting like a spoiled teenager. If you walk out that door and refuse to handle the Cole situation, I will freeze your trust fund by midnight.""Do it." Jeremiah didn't even blink. "Freeze it. Give it to Vanessa. Burn it in the backyard. I don't care.""I will personally call Julian Vance and have the athletic board dissolve the Falcons' charter." Arthur stepped closer, invading his son's space. "I will d
AUTHOR'S POVKilling the engine of his SUV, Jeremiah sat in the driveway of the massive Bel Air estate for a full ten seconds before pulling the keys from the ignition. The text from the family housekeeper had been urgent: his mother’s autoimmune flare-up had spiked, leaving her entirely bedridden.Pushing through the heavy mahogany front doors, the oppressive, museum-like silence of his childhood home instantly wrapped around his throat. He didn't bother calling out a greeting. Taking the sweeping marble staircase two steps at a time, he bypassed the pristine living rooms and headed straight for the master wing.Pushing the heavy oak door open, the smell of eucalyptus and sterile medical linens hit him.His mother lay propped up against a mountain of white pillows, looking pale and exhausted. But she wasn't alone. Sitting in the velvet chair beside the bed, aggressively scrolling through her phone, was Vanessa. The daughter of his father’s primary real estate partner, Vanessa had bee
AUTHOR'S POVWatching the heavy metal door begin to close, the reality of Athena’s utter indifference finally pierced Luca’s ego. The hurt instantly curdled into hot, blinding anger. She didn't get to just walk away from him. She didn't get to look at him with pure pity and go back to a guy who was
ATHENAStaring blindly at the whiteboard in the coaches' office, the dry-erase marker hovered uselessly in my right hand. I hadn't drawn a single play in twenty minutes. Every time I closed my eyes, my brain immediately hijacked my focus, dragging me right back to the quiet, heavy warmth of my apar
AUTHOR'S POVThe first touch of his tongue against her swollen pussy made her gasp, her head falling back against the wall. He licked her cunt slowly, deliberately, like he had all the time in the world and nothing else mattered. His nose brushed against her hood, his tongue flat and wet and devas
AUTHOR'S POVTick.Tock.Tick…The facility had gone dead silent. The team had cleared about an hour ago, leaving the long, sterile hallway smelling of stale sweat, industrial floor wax, and the metallic tang of hockey gear. Athena sat hunched over on a cold metal bench, staring blankly at the flo







