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The Ruthless Player
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Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later Suspension equals vacation
Ethan Oliver Harrison's Point of View:I threw the last of my suitcase into my booth, ignoring the ‘fragile please be careful’ label. My blood was boiling, and I just wanted to get away from everyone as quickly as possible. I had thought that my encounter with Lambert was a nightmare, but after reading the recent sports news, and giving my parents half a million because of their threat, I knew that the longer I stayed in the city, the more I'd be tempted to end their lives.Two years ago, I'd bought two houses, my parents took one for themselves, and they rented out the other one. I was left with nowhere to live and because I didn't want to live with them and endure their torture, I bought a small apartment in the middle of the city, I live there alone, but once in a while, I have to move to my parents’ house and stay with them, or else, they'd destroy my reputation.That's a story for another day, for now, I have to get to my childhood town. My parents weren't aware that I was leavi
Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later Triangle
Kane Hau Alexander's POVPRESENT (Three days after the weekend)"No! Come on!" I growled, hitting my fist on the wall. My eyes were fixed on the television screen.I leaned forward on the couch, my elbows resting on my knees as the sports channel replayed the moment again. Ethan’s stick swung across the ice, colliding hard with Derrick’s shoulder. He punched Derrick across the face before the referees rushed in.A few minutes after Ethan left the rink, the commentator’s voice droned in the background.“—a shocking display of aggression from Ethan Oliver Harrison, who has now been suspended pending further disciplinary review—”I scoffed and grabbed the remote, muting the television.“Bullshit. The referee and coach must be joking,” I muttered. “Can they even win without their best playmaker?”I didn't blame Ethan, because I knew he wasn’t the type to lose control without a reason. He might look cold and cruel, but hockey means the world to him, and he'd never ruin his chances. Every m
Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later The overdue conversation
Lambert Clementine's POVMy jaws clenched, one of my hands wrapped around Ethan's waist, and the other hand held the door from the intruders.“Oliver! Oliver, are you in here?” a man called anxiously from outside the door.I furrowed my brows, trying to recognize the voice. Ethan looked relieved that someone was calling out his name, and he immediately wanted to shout, but I closed his mouth with my palm.I tightened my grip on his arm to steady him. “Easy, Mr. Oliver,” I murmured with a calm voice. “You don’t look well.”Ethan tried to push me away, but his limbs were weak.“What… did you do…?” he whispered, his voice cracking.I chuckled. “Don’t worry, you will be alright,” I said. “You were already unstable when you walked in. I merely helped the situation.”I could hear his heart pounding, and his chest kept rising and falling. I smiled, enjoying the effect I had on him.Outside the door, the man knocked again. “Oliver! Answer me! Are you alright?The voice sounded so familiar, bu
Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later Halloween
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVI closed my eyes and opened them, hoping that my experience with Lambert was all in my imagination. But it wasn't and as soon as I opened my eyes reality hit me hard. I had stood in front of Lambert. He had looked me in the eyes and vowed to…****THREE DAYS EARLIERWhen I woke up, I was in a soft bed that was certainly not mine. I furrowed my brows wondering how I'd gotten there. I lay on the bed for a while, because my head was throbbing, and my eyes kept turning. The room was dark-themed, and an LED light was on, giving the room a romantic layout."Fuck! Did I get drunk and follow a random stranger home?" I wondered. Last night was a blur, and I couldn't quite remember what happened. I rested my head on the pillow, sinking into the soft texture. I tried to remember how I got to the room, but it was futile. My brain was empty. It seemed to have gone on vacation.My headache was gradually getting worse, and I held my head in pain, unable to bear it. It
Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later Suspension
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVJust like I had been told, my parents were at the back of the arena, waiting for me beside a luxury SUV. Luckily, there weren't a lot of fans present.My backpack was strapped onto my shoulders, and I sluggishly made my way towards my parents, preparing myself to receive their criticism. It's been days since I last spoke with them, and surprisingly, I didn't miss them at all.My mother had a calm expression on her face, she was too good at pretending, but my father, he looked enraged, and he didn't bother hiding it.The few staff that were around waved at me, and I faked a smile.“Get inside the car right now!” My father growled the minute I got near him. But I didn't answer; I made a little distance between us and stood my ground.“Why are you guys outside? The game is still on, Canada might win,” I said to my parents with a polite smile And my father’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Are you mocking me, you bastard!” My father growled like a wounded lion, an
Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later The Weekend
BACK TO PRESENT: Three Days LaterEthan Oliver Harrison's POVA male commentator with a calm voice: “And that's a wrap-up for the first half of the game between the Canadian hockey team and China. The score is not looking good for Canada, and Ethan, their captain, looks frustrated. He is not focused on the ice and he is unusually slow, giving his opponent a higher chance.”There was booing from the crowds, and thousands of Canadian fans bent their thumbs, in disapproval. Some fans were leaving the arena. Some were screaming, begging me to get my act together.A female commentator with a worried voice: Some fans are also wondering if what happened during the weekend has anything to do with Ethan Oliver's poor performance. The male commentator nodded in agreement: “That’s a valid point. Ethan must be under a lot of pressure. With millions of Canadians counting on him to win and correct his errors.”My jersey was drenched in my sweat, and my eyes were red and heavy from crying and sleep
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