บททั้งหมดของ His Dangerous Love On Ice: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Chapter 51: Zane's POVI kissed her, hands wrapping around her body and lifting her from the bed. The sheet fell away and her naked body pressed against mine, followed by that approving moan I'd become addicted to.Her legs wrapped around my waist instantly, hands in my hair, kissing me back with the same intensity while my hands found her ass—kneading, squeezing, spreading her open while I devoured her mouth.My feet carried us to the bathroom. The door opened automatically and I pressed her back against the cold tile wall, reaching over to hit the button that turned on the rain shower.Warm water poured down over us.She gasped against my mouth and I pulled back just enough to let her breathe, trailing kisses down her jaw to her neck, moving lower to her breasts.I watched the water cascade over her nipples before taking one into my mouth, sucking hard while she moaned above me. Her toes curled against my back, hands fisting in my hair, while my other hand kneaded her left breast."

Chapter 53: Cole's POVAlmost a year ago, I'd gone grocery shopping with Olive.It was one of her tiny favorite things to do—wandering through aisles, comparing prices on cereal boxes, getting excited over vegetables like they were treasure. I'd hated it. Hated how domestic it felt, how ordinary. But I went because it kept her happy. Kept her contained.And as long as she stayed contained—not buying expensive clothes, not dolling herself up, not drawing attention—I could control who looked at her. Who wanted her.I was paying at the register when the cashier kept glancing at Olive, this stupid smile on his face."She's cute," he said, like I wasn't standing right there. "Is she your sister? She could really be in one of those commercials. You know, like that energy drink ad with that hockey guy on the screen."My head turned toward the display behind the register.And there he was.Zane Mercer. Shirtless. Holding a hockey stick with one hand, an energy drink in the other, half his gea

Chapter 55: Zane's POVThe second I stepped out of my private garage, I tossed the keys to the valet without looking at him.The company building loomed ahead—another constructed part of my life I didn't give a damn about. Sometimes I wondered if anything about my existence was real, or if I'd just become so good at playing roles that I'd forgotten which one was actually me.But the flash of cameras, the noise of staff scrambling as I walked past, the weight of eyes watching my every move—that told me it was real.I was stuck in it."Mr. Mercer, the board is waiting in the conference room." My assistant appeared at my elbow, tablet clutched to her chest. "But before that, your father wants to see you in his office."I didn't slow down. "Tell him I have a meeting to attend."I kept walking toward the private elevator that led directly to the executive floor, swiping my key card."Your father insisted, sir. He said if you didn't come, I should—""You're fired."I stepped into the elevat

Chapter 57: Zane's POVI was halfway to the elevator when I heard it.The explosion.Not literal—though that might've been quieter. This was worse. This was my father's voice, raised to a volume I hadn't heard in years, echoing through the hallway even through the closed conference room doors.He was losing control.Good.I pressed the elevator button, checking my phone while I waited. Three missed calls from Walter. Two texts from Sophia telling me about her birthday party tomorrow night. Nothing from Olive.That last one bothered me more than it should.The elevator arrived and I stepped in, alone, watching the doors close on the chaos I'd left behind.They thought I didn't know about the Hopkins offer. Thought it had blindsided me along with the rest of them.They were wrong.I'd known about it for two days.Had the full proposal sitting in my personal email before it ever reached the board. Had copies of every communication between Hopkins and our investors. Had a detailed breakdo

Chapter 59: Olive's POVThe second I stepped into the room, Hunter was flanking beside me.He'd shown up at my apartment earlier—uninvited, somehow knowing my address even though I'd never given it to him. Probably got it from Mom. He'd insisted I come to this party with him, and I'd thrown every excuse I could think of at him. None of them were enough to dissuade someone as stubborn as Hunter.I'd asked him why. Why he wanted me here when I was still nursing a broken heart, when the last thing I wanted was to see Cole propose to someone else.But that was only half the truth.I was avoiding Zane.I didn't want to look at him. Didn't want to feel whatever it was that