LOGINRiven
I couldn’t shake it no matter how hard I tried, the whole thing kept replaying in my head like some bad loop I couldn’t pause, her standing there in my doorway with her eyes wide and her mouth dropped open after she barged in without knocking like she owned the place too now that our parents shoved us into this fake family bullshit. She’d seen me completely naked right after my shower, water still dripping off me, towel in my hand but not covering anything yet, and yeah I knew exactly where her stare went straight down to my dick hanging there heavy and I felt this mix of pissed off and something else I didn’t want to name twisting in my gut because who the hell does that, just walks in yelling about me being disrespectful and then asks why it’s so big like it’s any of her business. I finally yanked the towel around my waist and shouted at her to get the fuck out but even after I slammed the door and she ran off I couldn’t settle down, my skin felt too hot and my brain wouldn’t stop replaying her face turning red and the way her eyes lingered before she started spitting out all that angry crap mixed with that stupid question. I dropped onto my bed still a little damp from the shower, sheets bunching up under me as I stared at the ceiling trying to think about anything else like tomorrow’s practice or how Coach would chew me out if I showed up dragging my ass from not sleeping but nope all I kept seeing was Izzy there in my room looking shocked but not leaving right away and part of me wondered if she was as thrown off by all this family merging shit as I was because ever since her and her mom moved in it felt like my whole life got flipped and they expected me to just roll with it like it was normal. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand figuring I’d scroll through some mindless stuff team chats or whatever to kill time and get my head straight before I had to deal with more of this forced family bonding crap our parents kept pushing. Notifications buzzed in a few missed calls from Dad about some dinner thing and group messages from the guys talking shit about the last game but then I saw it a new message from “Don’t Call” which I knew was her because when we exchanged numbers earlier I saved her like that to be a dick and she did the same to me smirking the whole time like it was some big joke. I tapped it open without thinking much at first figuring it was probably her texting to keep arguing or tell me off for being an asshole earlier in the hall when Mom and Dad made us do the whole contact swap thing but what loaded up wasn’t text it was a video and the thumbnail made my stomach twist because it looked like skin and her face and I hit play before I could even process what the hell I was looking at. There she was in what had to be her room lights low shorts pushed down around her ankles legs spread just enough and her fingers moving between them slow at first circling and then dipping in with these wet sounds I could hear even on low volume and her face all flushed eyes half closed as she touched herself breathing faster and faster. I sat up quick heart slamming in my chest because what the actual fuck Izzy why would she send this to me after everything and then she moaned soft and low and I turned the volume up a tiny bit just to make sure I wasn’t imagining it and there it was clearer her whispering my name like she couldn’t hold it back “Riven” right as her fingers sped up and her hips rocked against her hand. My dick twitched hard in my shorts before I could even think straight and I muttered to myself “this has got to be some kind of mistake or a prank or something” but it kept playing and she got wetter I could see it shining on her fingers and hear those little slick noises as she pushed deeper moaning again and this time it sounded like she said my name louder like she meant it and I felt my face heat up because I hated her guts most days with how she and her mom came in and acted like they belonged here disrupting my routine and my space and the way she called me out on my shit but damn this video was doing things to me I didn’t want it to. I tried to swipe it away and delete the message right then telling myself this was messed up she’s my stepsister now even if it’s forced and I should just block her or ignore it but my thumb wouldn’t move and instead I kept watching her tits move under her pushed up shirt and the way her mouth fell open when she got closer her free hand gripping the sheets and I felt myself getting fully hard bricked up so fast it almost hurt because yeah I’d seen her around the house in those tight shorts after practice and argued with her plenty but this was different this was her private and thinking about me apparently.Chapter 77Silas"Danny, listen to me. Do not get in that car."My voice came out louder than I meant it to, loud enough that Corvin flinched in his chair in the corner. On the other end of the line, I heard my brother stop walking."What? Silas, is that you? Why do you sound like…""Do not get in the car," I said again, slower. "Do not let him touch your bag. Do not let him open a door for you. Do you hear me?""Yeah, I hear you. Okay." His voice got quieter. I could tell he had turned his back to someone. "He is right here. He is like ten feet away, leaning on the car. What do I do?"My hands were shaking so badly that Vesper reached out and held my wrist steady around the phone."You are going to walk back inside the rink," I said. "You are going to walk, not run. Act like you forgot something in the locker room. Your water bottle. Your tape. Anything.""Okay.""Then you go straight to the coaches' office and you lock the door. Coach Peretti always leaves the key in it. You lock it
Chapter 76VesperDamien's thumb moved slowly on the back of my knee while he talked about the playoff race."If we keep this pace through March," he said to Mr. Callahan, the team's majority owner, "you are looking at home ice for the first two rounds at least. The sponsors will be very happy.""From your mouth," Mr. Callahan said, and laughed, and clinked his glass against Damien's.I stood at the front of the owners' box beside Damien's chair with my tablet held against my chest and my smile fixed on my face. Nobody else in the room could see his hand. The chairs were close together and the lights were low, and from behind it looked like he was just sitting near me the way a fiancé sits near the woman he is going to marry. His palm was warm through my stockings. His thumb made the same small circle over and over, and every circle made me want to scream.I did not move. I did not look down. I watched the ice.Silas was on the second line. He came over the boards a minute into the pe
Chapter 75SilasI locked the phone and stood up so fast the bench scraped across the floor behind me.Riven did not step back. He stayed exactly where he was, a foot away from me, with his jacket half off one shoulder and his bag still at his feet, and he looked at me the way a captain looks at a guy who just took a stupid penalty. Not angry yet. Just waiting to hear what I was going to say.I grabbed the front of his jacket with both hands and pushed him back against the row of lockers. The metal banged loud enough to echo down the empty room."You did not see anything," I said."I saw it, Rook.""You saw a text.""I saw a text from Damien Thorne telling you to remember the second period." He did not lift his hands to push me off. He just stood there with his back against the lockers and let me hold him. "I can read."My hands were shaking in his jacket. I hated that he could feel it. I had played seven years in this league, I had dropped my gloves with men twice my size, and here I
Chapter 74Riven I stood up behind her. The zipper was small and the dress was tight, and my hands were not as steady as I wanted them to be. I pulled it down slowly, all the way to the small of her back, and the dress loosened around her shoulders."I am never wearing blue again," she said. "Ever. Not even socks."I leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, right where her hair had been. She shivered."That is a shame," I said against her skin. "Because it is my favorite color now."She turned around in my arms and looked up at me with the dress slipping off one shoulder. "Since when?""Since about seven o'clock tonight, when you walked down the stairs at Callie's.""Liar.""I am done lying to you, remember?"She smiled, a real one, the first real smile I had seen on her face in days. Then she reached up and pulled my tie loose, slowly, one end at a time, watching my face while she did it like she wanted to see what it did to me."You are teasing me," I said."You teased me about
Chapter 73RivenI told her to stay with Lily, and I meant it, and I still found myself walking across the ballroom toward that staff door about thirty seconds after it closed behind her.Nobody stopped me. A couple of the guys from the team raised their glasses as I passed, and one of the sponsors' wives tried to catch my arm to tell me how much she loved the overtime goal, and I smiled and kept moving. The side door opened into a narrow concrete corridor that smelled like cleaning products and old coffee, and at the far end another door had been propped open with a brick. Cold air was coming through it.Izzy was standing just inside that doorway with her back pressed to the wall and her camera raised to her eye. I could hear the soft, fast clicking of the shutter from halfway down the corridor.I walked as quietly as I could and stopped right behind her. Over her shoulder, through the gap, I could see the loading area under the tall light. My father was there with Kane. And a third
Chapter 72IzzyKane kept smiling at me from the stage, and for one long moment I was sure he was going to walk straight down the steps and across the ballroom and pull me out of that hallway by the arm in front of everyone.He did not move.He could not. Six hundred people were sitting in the dark looking up at him, and the spotlight was on his face, and every phone in the room was already raised to film the team's star player introducing the season. I watched him understand that at the same moment I did. His hand came out of his jacket empty and settled on the edge of the podium, and he leaned toward the microphone with an easy little laugh."Sorry, everyone," he said. "Public speaking makes me more nervous than a shootout."The whole room laughed with him. Somebody near the front whistled."I had a whole speech written down," Kane went on, still smiling, "but I think I will let the boys do the talking instead." He turned his head toward the back corner of the ballroom, where the te
Izzy I slammed the door so hard my hand stung right away. My heart would not slow down. It kept pounding like it wanted to jump out. I ran down the hall to my room and locked the door fast. I pressed my back against it and slid all the way down to the floor. My legs felt weak. What the hell did I
Riven I shifted on the bed trying to ignore it pushing the phone down for a second and running a hand through my hair thinking about all the reasons this was stupid I hated how she looked at me like I was the intruder when they moved in and how she fought back every time instead of just staying ou
Izzy I dragged myself through the front door way later than I meant to, legs aching from running around the rink all day trying to get decent shots while Riven acted like I was invisible except when he wanted to glare at me. The house was lit up like always, and right away Mom and Mr. Holt were
Izzy I spent the whole afternoon in that room they gave me trying to make it feel like mine instead of some fancy guest suite I didn’t earn. Mom kept popping in every ten minutes with that bright new-wife smile, handing me extra hangers and asking if I needed help unpacking, while Mr. Holt Dad







