LOGIN“You drive me crazy, but I don’t mind being crazy for you,” Zane groaned, his fingers trailing my inner thighs, his ragged breaths hot against my skin. “Za…ne.. this… is wrong,” I stuttered, my voice low. “I’m… getting married to your uncle tomorrow..” In the cutthroat world of Chicago’s NHL, Zane Callahan rules the ice, his raw power hiding a past of dark secrets and betrayal. When rookie journalist Lila Harper is sent to interview the brooding hockey star, their clash sparks a firestorm of enmity and undeniable desire. As Lila fights to prove herself in a hostile newsroom, Zane battles his demons, their stolen kisses igniting a dangerous obsession. But a web of enemies—led by a vengeful twin and a manipulative predator—threatens to tear them apart. With secrets unraveling and lives on the line, Zane and Lila must confront their pasts to forge a love worth fighting for. Will they conquer the shadows, or will the ice claim their hearts?
View MoreLILA’S POV I stayed locked inside the apartment all day with the curtains drawn and my phone face down on the nightstand. The room smelled like stale coffee and damp clothes from yesterday’s rain. I didn’t eat. I didn’t shower. I just lay on the bed staring at the ceiling while tears dried on my cheeks and new ones took their place. My life used to feel hard but manageable but now everything felt stolen. My job. My dignity. My future. All gone because I let myself get tangled with the Callahan men.I blamed myself the most. I should have said no that first night. I should have walked away after the family dinner. I should have fought harder when Ethan slapped me. Instead I stood there crying while his mother smiled. Zane was right, I’m weak, pathetic, and worthless. The walls started closing at around three in the afternoon. I couldn’t breathe in that room anymore. I needed air. Noise. Anything except silence and my own thoughts.I dragged myself up and pulled on jeans and a hood
ZANE’S POV I stepped into the family estate the next morning and felt the air change. The house smelled like coffee, old money, and tension thick enough to choke on. My father stood at the head of the long dining table with papers spread out in front of him. Mother sat to his right looking calm and composed in her usual silk blouse. Victoria was already there with her arms crossed and her face set like stone. Sophia Lang waited on the far side wearing a cream gown, with diamonds, and a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. I stayed in the doorway a second too long. My father looked up first. “You’re late.” “There was traffic.” I walked in and took the empty chair at the opposite end. No one offered coffee. No one smiled. Father pushed a folder toward me. “Sign.” I opened it slowly. It was an engagement agreement, more like a merger term. Sophia’s name was beside mine in crisp black ink.I looked up. “This is bullshit.” “Watch your language,” Mother said quietly. Father leaned for
LILA’S POV I rode the bus home in soaked clothes and ruined makeup with blisters burning on both heels. The driver kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror but said nothing. I sat in the back row and stared out the window watching rain streak the glass while my body shivered from cold and shame. My dress clung to my skin like a second layer of regret. Every bump in the road jolted the soreness between my legs and reminded me of Zane’s hands and mouth and the way I’d begged for more. I hated myself for it.When I finally reached my stop I walked the last three blocks in barefoot because my heels hurt too much. I had blisters split on my feet and the rainwater didn’t help with the pain. But I didn’t care because pain felt deserved.I climbed the stairs to the apartment and let myself in quiet. I dropped my bag on the floor as I started peeling off the wet dress, it landed in a heap with a soft wet slap. I left the heels by the door and padded barefoot to my room.I collapsed on the
ZANE’S POV I followed her because I knew Ethan. I knew how he treated things he thought belonged to him. I knew the look on his face when he felt ownership slipping. And I knew Lila wouldn’t back down easy, which meant things could turn ugly fast. Victoria called me on my way to the rink. She sounded pissed and worried at the same time. She said Ethan and his mother had summoned Lila to La Grenouille for a lunchtime meeting to discuss the wedding. I made a U-turn without thinking twice and broke every speed limit getting there. I walked in just as Ethan raised his hand again. The first slap still echoed in the air and Lila stood frozen with her cheek red as tears shone in her eyes. The whole restaurant looked like it was a theater. I didn’t even think. I just moved. “Get your hands off her.” My voice cut through the murmurs. Ethan froze mid-swing. His mother’s wine glass paused halfway to her lips. Lila looked at me like she couldn’t believe I was real. I crossed the room fast






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