All Chapters of Dirty Games Off Ice: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Alex All of this was just getting more and more complicated, and my head still throbbed like somebody had taken a hammer to it. I rubbed my wrists where the ropes had cut in, watching Mark pace back and forth in that tiny room like a caged animal that hadn’t slept in days. His eyes looked wild, red-rimmed, and every few minutes he’d mutter something under his breath, like he was arguing with somebody who wasn’t even there. I figured it was the grief talking, but man, it was starting to freak me out how deep this ran for him.“Look, Mark,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady even though my hands wouldn’t stop shaking a little, “you gotta give me something here. You keep talking about Marcus like he was this saint who sacrificed everything, but from what you’re saying it sounds way more messed up than that. What really happened with you two? I mean, the last fight, the stuff he did for money… I want to know. Not just because you’re holding a knife on me, but because maybe it connect

Mark My head wouldn’t stop pounding even after they shoved us into the back of that black SUV, hands tied tight behind our backs and some rough sackcloth hood half falling off my face. Victor’s guys didn’t waste time, one of them jamming his knee into my back while the other slammed the door so hard the whole vehicle rocked. Alex landed half on top of me, cursing under his breath, and I could feel his shoulder digging into my ribs. The engine growled to life and we lurched forward, tires screeching like they were in a hurry to get us somewhere quiet where nobody would hear us scream.“Get off me, man,” I hissed at Alex, trying to shift my weight without elbowing him in the face. My wrists burned from the rope, same damn kind I’d used on him earlier back in the room, and that thought almost made me laugh even though nothing about this was funny. Half-crazed didn’t even cover it. Grief and adrenaline mixed up in my chest like bad coffee and too many punches, Marcus’s voice still knocki

Alex “Ow, Mom, easy on the ear,” I hissed, but I let her pull me in because fighting hurt too much. My limp got worse on the steps and the dizziness made the porch spin a little. “It’s not like I planned this. Things got out of hand fast.”Damien stood just inside the doorway, arms crossed, looking tired but not surprised. “I understand if you don’t want me here anymore. I’ll go. Last thing I need is dragging your family into more of my mess.”Mark pushed past us both, words tumbling out fast before anyone could stop him. “No, wait. You need to hear this. Victor’s guys grabbed us right after I mouthed off about you and Marcus. Tied us up tight, shoved us in an SUV. Victor’s covering everything up. If you care about Alex at all you should turn yourself in. You’re a murderer. Marcus was my brother and you….”“Mark, shut up,” I said quickly, trying to grab his arm but the dizziness made me slow. Pain shot through my side and I winced hard.He kept going anyway. “ and your dad went after

Nancy “Oh Sara you’re home. And you brought a friend.” Her mom’s eyes went up and down me like she was sizing me up and it made me shift on my feet. “How nice.” The way she said it didn’t sound nice at all. It sounded like she knew something or suspected and it put me on edge right away.Sara jumped in fast and put on this casual voice. “Yeah Mom this is Nancy. Nancy’s gonna hang out for a bit. We have a project thing from school. No big deal.” She kicked off her shoes and tried to steer me toward the stairs but her mom wasn’t having it.“Project huh? Well before you disappear upstairs the dry cleaning needs to come in from the car. Sara you can handle that and Nancy why don’t you help sweep the kitchen floor. It won’t take long.” Her mom handed me a broom like it was the most normal thing and I took it because what else was I gonna do. Sara shot me an apologetic look and mouthed sorry but she went outside to get the clothes anyway.I started sweeping and her mom kept puttering aroun

Nancy “You’re beautiful,” she said softly and then laughed under her breath. “God that sounded cheesy but it’s true. Come here.” She pulled me on top of her this time and our legs tangled together skin on skin everywhere. It felt so close and intimate I could barely think straight. We started moving against each other slow at first grinding in this way that made us both breathe heavier.“Shh we gotta stay quiet remember,” I reminded her when she let out a little moan but I was smiling because it was hot hearing her like that. “Your mom’s probably listening with a glass to the door or something.”Sara rolled her eyes but kept moving with me. “She probably is the nosy woman. But I don’t care right now this feels too good.” Her hands gripped my hips guiding me and we kept talking through every shift and touch. “Does this feel okay for you Nancy? Tell me what you like.”“I like all of it especially when you press up like that,” I whispered back my words coming out fast and a little jumbl