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THE UNSIGNED CONTRACT

Author: Angel
last update publish date: 2026-08-02 04:26:12

​POV: Lysandra

​I grabbed Lysara’s hand so fast she almost dropped her juice box, and I didn't wait around to listen to another word coming out of Atlas's mouth, so I just turned on my heel and pulled her down the long concrete corridor toward the side exit of the arena. My heart was pounding like crazy against my ribs as we reached the double glass doors, and the cool evening breeze hit my face the moment we stepped out onto the plaza, but I didn't slow my pace for a single second until we wer
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  • The Hockey Billionaire Who Erased Me   VIVIAN’S ULTIMATUM

    ​POV: Atlas​I drove back from the downtown restaurant with my left hand resting on the steering wheel while my right palm throbbed under the tight white bandages, and after parking my car in the driveway of my house, I walked inside, tossed my keys onto the hall table, and sat down on the living room sofa to stare at the blank television screen.​hadn't been sitting there for even ten minutes when the front door slammed shut with a loud bang, and Vivian marched straight into the living room, throwing her designer purse onto the armchair while her face was red with anger.​"Are you completely out of your mind, Atlas?" Vivian screamed, stepping right up to the coffee table and pointing her finger directly at my face, and she continued, "I just received three separate calls from news reporters asking why my fiancé left team meetings to go crush a water glass at a restaurant while sitting right next to that European tech woman and her husband!"​"I don't want to argue about this right no

  • The Hockey Billionaire Who Erased Me   THE COLD WARNING

    ​POV: Lysandra​I pulled the cloth tight around his palm to secure the knot, keeping my head down so Atlas wouldn't see the tension in my face, and I made sure the bandage covered the deep cuts on his skin properly before I stepped back on the hallway floor to put some space between us.​"There, your hand is wrapped properly now, so you can stop bleeding all over the building and go back to your team," I said, keeping my voice completely level as I picked up the trash from the first aid kit to throw it away, and I added, "And I am telling you right now, Mr. Devereux, this is the last time you are ever going to cause a public scene around me or my family."​"I didn't mean to break the glass, Lysandra," Atlas said, his low voice echoing against the quiet walls as he stood up slowly from the bench, holding his wrapped hand against his side, and he continued, "I came here because I wanted to talk to you like normal adults, but seeing you sitting at that table kissing another man made me

  • The Hockey Billionaire Who Erased Me   THE BROKEN GLASS

    ​POV: Atlas​I sat at the table right next to them while my chest felt like it was going to burst open from the anger running through my veins, and watching Lysandra press her lips so gently against Jason's cheek right in front of the whole restaurant caused something inside my chest to snap completely, my fingers tightened around the water glass in my hand without me even noticing what I was doing.​Before I could even pull my eyes away from her face, the glass shattered right in my grip, sending small sharp pieces onto the table while blood immediately started pooling in the palm of my hand and dripping onto the white cloth.​The entire dining room went completely silent as several restaurant guests gasped in shock, the head waiter came running over to my table with a stack of white napkins in his hands, saying in a panicked voice, "Mr. Devereux, you're bleeding very badly, please let me call our onsite medical manager or get an ambulance right now so someone can take a look at that

  • The Hockey Billionaire Who Erased Me   THE RESTAURANT INTRUSION

    ​POV: Lysandra​I sat near the middle of the private dining room at the Grand Avenue restaurant, taking a small sip from my glass of water while Jason chatted comfortably with two of the senior league sponsors sitting across from us, I kept a relaxed smile on my face because I could see two local journalists sitting near the front entrance watching our table very carefully.​Jason reached over to place his hand over mine on top of the white tablecloth, leaning in to whisper in my ear so the nearby reporters would notice, and he said, "The press is taking plenty of photos of us right now, Lysandra, this little strategy is working perfectly to erase those horrible home-wrecker headlines from this morning."​"You are doing a great job playing the devoted partner, Jason, thank you for going along with this whole plan," I replied softly, offering him a genuine, warm smile as I patted his hand, I added, "Once this luncheon ends, we can head straight back to the hotel and spend the rest of t

  • The Hockey Billionaire Who Erased Me   THE JEALOUS CAPTAIN

    ​POV: Atlas​I sat on the bench in the arena locker room with a towel resting over my shoulders, fresh out of the morning ice practice, while my teammates were chatting loudly around me, but my eyes were fixed entirely on the small television screen mounted on the wall across from my locker.​The entertainment news channel was showing live footage from the restaurant downtown, and the camera zoomed in close on Lysandra walking up the front steps on Jason's arm, wearing a dark blue dress that fit her perfectly, while she smiled softly up at him in front of a dozen reporters.​"Look at that European tech couple, man," my teammate Marcus said, sitting down on the bench next to me while he unlaced his skates, and he gestured toward the screen with his hand, adding, "The news tried to say she was chasing after you at the gala last night, but she looks completely crazy about her husband, so Vivian's public relations team clearly lied about the whole thing."​I didn't answer Marcus, because

  • The Hockey Billionaire Who Erased Me   THE MORNING HEADLINES

    ​POV: Lysandra​I woke up early the next morning long before the sun was fully up, and after walking into the guest room to verify that Lysara was still sleeping peacefully in her bed, I stepped out into the hotel living room where the television was already turned on with the volume kept low.​The morning news show host was standing in front of a giant screen that displayed a clear photo of me kneeling on the balcony with my hands on Atlas's face, and the woman presenter looked directly into the camera with a smug smile, saying, "Local sports media is buzzing today after last night's charity gala, where European tech executive Lysandra Villeneuve was spotted getting extremely cozy with hockey captain Atlas Devereux right under his fiancée's nose."​"That's right, Sarah, and multiple witnesses claim Miss Villeneuve deliberately cornered Atlas on the terrace and used his sudden breathing spell to make a move on him," the male co-host added, leaning across the desk while he gestured tow

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