LOGINKane Hau Alexander's POVYou're probably wondering why I acted that way.He left the ice, abandoning his teammates like an entitled brat.Well, I'm technically an entitled brat. But that wasn't why I left the ice.Let me show you my side of the story. Let's go back to how the dinner ended that day.***FLASHBACK TO DINNER NIGHT:My grandfather's message came in, he sent me a menacing sentence, that I'd soon lose the most important person in my life. He also sent me a picture of my dog, Nameless.The same dog that suddenly disappeared on my birthday years ago. My dog was covered in bruises and blood.Something about all this made me restless, and the next message that entered from an unknown number confirmed my fear. It was concerning my boyfriend. Something about hurting him if he doesn't behave himself.I left my parents' house in a hurry, and I entered my car, driving as if nothing else mattered.My hands were shivering, and I felt cornered and useless.I couldn't imagine getting Et
Carl's POVI watched Kane as he ran off. I wanted to go after him, but I changed my mind. He looked like he needed some space.Moreover, the three coaches following him were more than enough.My eyes lingered on his retreating figure, before finally settling on Daniel.Daniel's eyebrows were raised, and he looked confused, but it quickly turned to relief. He looked at Ethan, and I noticed how pale Ethan was.“Didn't he sleep all night? I have given him all the bargaining chips needed, why is he still restless?” I furrowed my brows, watching Ethan closely.After a while, Ethan carefully looked around, then secretly walked out of the ice.“Where's he going? What's going on?” I wondered.I didn't bother following him, and my attention was back to what actually mattered, Daniel.“Do you want to follow him out?” I whispered in Daniel's ear.His eyes widened like those of a kid caught stealing.“No. No, of course not. Why would I do that? He's just my teammates,” he stuttered, looking aroun
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“What are you staring at?” Daniel asked, trying to see what I was looking at.I furrowed my brows, feigning ignorance. “Staring? Who is staring? I wasn't staring,” I replied and quickly looked away.Daniel looked unconvinced, but he shrugged, and we went to join our other teammates.Roger’s eyes were red, and he looked like he hadn't slept. Coach Marshall stood by his side, but he looked more relaxed.“Is Marshall aware of your parents' plan? He looks too peaceful,” I said to Derrick, my eyes scrutinizing the smile on our coach's face.Derrick looked surprised, and he looked at Marshall for a while. “Yeah, he is. We planned everything together.I blinked. For a second, I thought I misheard him.“You… what?” I asked quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.Derrick didn’t look at me immediately. His gaze stayed on the ice, watching the players run drills like this was just another normal morning.“We planned everything together,” he repeated, calmer this tim
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVFinally, it's morning.I took a deep breath, and my eyes fluttered open.The scorching sunlight streaming through the open curtains pierced my eyes like a thousand needles, and I quickly shut them, terrified I'd lose my eyesight.“What time is it? Aren't we in the morning? Why is the sun burning me?” I mumbled, rolling on my bed because I felt uncomfortable.I placed my pillow over my face to block out the light.I didn’t want to get up. My limbs felt heavy, and my eyes burned from rubbing them all night. I couldn’t sleep, so I kept tossing and turning until early morning. My neck was stiff, and every joint in my body ached.I lay there for five more minutes… or maybe twenty. Time felt useless to me. My phone buzzed. I ignored it, but it buzzed again and again. I groaned, dragged the pillow off my face, and blindly swiped at the nightstand. The screen lit up. 10:32 AM. My stomach flipped, and I sat up too fast. The room spun. My neck screamed, my joints
Kane Hau Alexander’s POV I dialed Ethan’s number repeatedly, but there was no answer. Our dinner was winding down, and everyone at the table looked like they’d had a great night. Even Shula. Meanwhile, I looked like I’d spent the whole evening stuck inside my own head. It wasn’t just Ethan I was worried about. For a guy like me, heir to the Williams-Hau' name, there’s always something else waiting in the background. Most of the time, it’s inheritance. On my father’s side, my grandfather Alexander Williams Sr. runs most of the business. He’s the patriarch, and the entire Williams family treats me with a mix of respect and malice. They respect me because I’m his favorite, and they hate me because they know I’ll inherit most of his companies. But they don’t show their hatred. They're too good at hiding. I doubt anyone is loved in the Williams household. No one likes anyone. They’re too busy plotting, running multiple companies and gangs. And because Alexander Sr.’s slogan was ‘blo
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV Carl chuckled and began to hum a melancholic tune. I didn't know much about his family, but I heard his parents were friends of Kane's parents. That means he must also come from wealth. For the first time since I walked into this pool, I felt something other than fear. It was relief. Cold, clean, like the water I’d just jumped into. “Okay,” Carl said, stepping forward. “Call your lawyers, Mr. Rogers. My life is getting too peaceful. But I doubt a bastard child will be able to take me down. So be extra prepared.” He licked his lips. Rogers looked bitter, maybe it was because Carl called him a ‘bastard’. “You’ll regret this,” he told Carl. Then he turned to me. “And you, Ethan. We’re not done. You’ll hear from my legal team.” He turned to walk out. “Yo, pervert. During tomorrow's training be on your best behavior, or else your video gets leaked,” Carl whispered, a friendly smile on his face. Rogers scoffed and left, hitting the door behind him.
Ethan Oliver Harrison’s POVThe applause for the awards was still going on when I stood up. I didn’t remember deciding to stand. My body just… moved.“Ethan,” Daniel called softly, but I walked past him.I couldn’t sit there any longer. Not after that speech. Not after that look on Noah’s face. Not
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
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVHe pouted his red lips, and his eyes squinted, wrinkling his nose. His hands were on his waist, and he looked wet from playing in the ocean. His long hair was let down, and the wind carried it.He must have noticed that I was staring because he turned to face me, his bro
Kane Hau Alexander's POV*Yes. Yes, Ethan Oliver Harrison. I want to make you my boyfriend. I want you to be exclusively mine.*Those were the words I wanted to use, but I couldn't confess how I really felt.“Boyfriends?” I laughed and playfully hit his shoulders. “We'll give our relationship a lab







