LOGINEthan Oliver Harrison's POVWhen I entered the ceremony hall, I sat down among the other Canadian players in the front row, and I tried as much as possible to put on a facade, because I knew that the event was being broadcast, and Catherine would be watching.“Don't look at them. Just ignore them, and they will leave you alone,” Daniel advised, and I eagerly nodded in agreement.My hands were well hidden in my laps, and I made sure that no one noticed as I nervously scratched the wound on my wrist.“What happened to your shirt's button? Did something happen between you guys on the balcony?” Martin, the youngest member on my team, asked suspiciously.His eyes were fixed on my shirt, and indeed one of my shirt's buttons was missing. I had lost it in a fit of rage.“Hmm,” I stuttered.Daniel looked clearly uncomfortable, and I felt bad for getting him into this situation.“What are you suggesting, Martin?” Daniel asked with a grimace.Martin looked like he was caught off guard, and he be
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“He's gay? And he plays sports? What a pervert!” One of the baseball players said, and his teammates nodded in agreement with him.I felt embarrassed, not because of my sexuality, but because I was becoming the real center of attention. I looked down the hall, and I saw my teammates. They were looking at me, and Coach Marshall had an amused expression.“Who told you I was gay? Are you gay? Is that why you are so eager to label strangers?” I asked with a calm voice, raising my voice, so that his teammates would hear.The UK player looked embarrassed. “I am a straight male. In fact, I have a girlfriend, so don't accuse me of sodomy!”I nodded my head, acting unaffected. “The only intimate thing you've done with your girlfriend of ten years is kissing her. You're gay! It's written all over you. You must be closeted. Is that why you're in such a hurry to label me? Why not attack Lambert since he said he was gay? What does Lambert's sexuality have to do with me
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVAn hour went by, then ten hours, and finally I woke up the next day. It's been approximately twenty-four hours since I last spoke with Kane, and I was starting to feel worried. I couldn't go online because I had disconnected my WiFi, and all I could do was wait, practice, and sleep.That morning, I received an email on my laptop. It was from Coach Marshall. My teammates and I were urgently needed in London for an international sports awarding ceremony, and I was informed seven hours before the event began.“Coach, I can't make it. I am not prepared. You guys can go without me,” I informed Marshall, my buttocks still on my bed, feeling too lazy to stand up.Coach Marshall scoffed. “Do you think I want to go along with you? Especially with all those rumors surrounding you?” He asked, disgust and irritation evident in his voice. “Team Canada was invited for this ceremony five months ago, and the only reason I want to take you along is that they made it compu
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“How are you? Is everything alright?”That was the message that entered my phone, and it was from….. Kane Hau Alexander Williams?I jumped up from the bed, my mind racing with different questions.“Oh my gosh? Is he alright? Has he found out about the rumors? Is he mad at me?” My chest tightened, and I was nervous, but I couldn't bring myself to ask those questions. Taking a deep breath, I called him, and he picked up almost immediately.“Hey, Kane. Where are you? How are you doing? It's been a while.” I asked a lot of questions at once.Kane chuckled. “It's been two days, Oliver. And I'm still in New York with my mother,” he replied.I nodded my head, holding the phone closer to my ears.“Emm, is everything alright? Are you eating well? Has your mother's condition improved?” I asked, my voice cracking.Kane went silent for a while. “My mother is still in a coma. Somehow, I feel responsible for her accident.”My eyes dropped, and I immediately knew that I
Kane Hau Alexander's POVI got to New York, a bit late because of a sudden security check. And it was when I couldn't find my rider that I realized that my phone was switched off.I heard that hockey players had arrived in California two days earlier, so I borrowed an elderly man's phone and called Carl. He didn't pick up the call at first, but after the same number kept calling him repeatedly, he angrily picked up.>“What do you want, scammer?” He growled into his phone. “Stop calling me!”I arched my brows, tapping my foot on the floor impatiently. “What the fuck? Who's the scammer?” I asked.“Oh my goodness! Kane? Is that really you?” Carl asked, his voice filled with suspicion.“We've been friends for so many years. Can't you recognize my voice?” I asked, feeling annoyed.Carl wasn't convinced. “Call me with your real number, then we'll talk. Anyone can pretend to be Kane Hau!”I hissed. “Look here, man. My mother is in the ICU, my phone is switched off, and I'm fucking stranded a
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“Ohh!” I muttered when I entered my apartment. Contrary to my expectations, everywhere was clean and sparkling. I furrowed my brows, looking around, wondering what god performed this magic. Then my eyes landed on the piece of paper on my armchair. I quickly picked it up, and read it.“Good day, Mr. Ethan. I'm sorry for going to your house without informing you ahead of time.When I heard that you were suspended from playing hockey, I was worried about you, and I immediately came to pay you a visit. Unfortunately, I didn't see you, so I arranged the house and left. Don't worry about cockroaches. I disinfected the house.”I sighed in relief as I read my house-help letter. She is so considerate. I will remember to give her a bonus this month. Actually, I didn't want to employ a house-help because I liked my privacy, but Catherine had assured me that she knows an elderly woman who likes to clean and values loyalty.I dropped my luggage on the floor and sat do







