Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Way He Looked at Me: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Earlier tonight, Theo had come out of the bathroom, hair damp, pajamas hanging loose, and trailing a small cloud of steam behind him. Objectively, it was nothing. Nothing to get worked up over. He didn’t even speak, didn’t bump into me, didn’t do a single thing.And yet.That tiny swirl of mist made my blood snap. My stomach flipped. My entire chest ignited. I didn’t even try to understand it. I’ve never had a problem with water vapor before in my life. But there it was, a spark a little thing and I was suddenly on fire.I can’t tell if that’s a bad sign or the start of something interesting.Because when I’m not obsessing over trivial th

This was supposed to be an easy win. Capaldi lifts his head to line up the shot and that tiny pause is all I need. A necessary move, sure. But it fractures his rhythm, and in that split second, he tells me everything.Fear. Doubt. Hesitation. I push off hard with my right skate, lungs burning as I launch forward, abandoning the crease without a second thought. No fear. No hesitation. Not tonight.His eyes widen as I charge him too wide. Panic flashes across his face as he scans for help that isn’t coming. Teammates? Gone. Options? None. It’s just him, the puck… and me.I close the distance and drop low, slamming into him with everything I’ve got. The impact sends him airborne he flips over me like a ragdoll before crashing to the ice. His stick skitters one way, his body another.Game over.I snatch the puck mid-slide and snap it toward Theo. He’s already in motion, slicing down the ice like a blade. One clean pass to Jasper and Swish. The net sings.Victory. The rush floods my veins,

Theo sways, gripping the frame harder. “Why are you mad? It’s not what you think, Vin ”“You don’t get to explain yourself anymore,” I cut in.A beat.Then I step closer.Close enough that he has to look at me properly, even through the alcohol haze.“You’ve pushed me far enough,” I say quietly. “Way too far.”His brow furrows. “What are you talking about?”I smile.Not kindly.Not warmly.Something sharper.“I’m done letting you run this however you want,” I say. “From this moment… my rules apply.”His lips part slightly. “Your… rules?” “Yes,” I say, voice steady now. “No more mess. No more games. No more bringing strangers into my space like it’s a revolving door.”His confusion deepens. “Vin what are you saying?” I lean in just slightly. And drop it.“I’m going to seduce you.” Silence. Total. Even Theo stops swaying.For a second, I think maybe he didn’t hear me right.Then the hallway light flickers. A soft knock sounds from outside the door.Once. Twice. Theo frowns. “Did… you e

 “Ready?” he asks softly.A pause.Then a knock sounds at the door.Once.Twice.Vincent doesn’t look away from me.Neither do I.The knock comes again louder this time.And then A voice from outside.Cold. Familiar.“I know you’re in there.”My stomach drops.Because that voice…

Theo Cassian POV“Do you ever get cold?” I ask, trying and failing to sound casual.We’re inside the apartment, and Vincent is… barely dressed. Just boxer briefs and his usual chains glinting against his skin like they belong there.At first, it was just shirts he abandoned. He kept his pants on, at least. Back then, I thought that alone was dangerous enough.I didn’t realize I was still playing on easy mode.Because now? Now he’s escalated.Three days ago, the pants disappeared completely. Since then, it’s been nothing but underwear like he’s made it his personal mission to test my sanity.Day one: white., Day two: black., Yesterday: gray.Today?Sky blue.And not just any pair these ones are… unfair. Fresh. Smooth. Tight in a way that should probably be illegal. Like they were designed to ruin lives. Mine, specifically.I try not to stare. I really do.But then he turns.And I see everything I shouldn’t.My brain short-circuits.On a normal day, his body alone is enough to throw me