《The Hockey Captain’s Obsession》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

The chaos in the locker room was immediate."My eyes! It burns!" James was howling like a toddler, rubbing at his face which was slick with lavender-scented massage oil. "I'm going to sue you! I'm going to get you fired!"The Coach, a stout man with a red face named Miller, stormed into the room. "What the hell is going on here?""He attacked me!" James pointed a greasy finger at Oliver. "He threw oil in my face because I told him to do his job!"Oliver stood there, clutching the empty bottle. He felt small. "It was an accident, Coach. I tripped. James... his foot was in the way.""His foot?" James scoffed. "You clumsy idiot. Look at my jersey! This is custom!" He marched up to Oliver and shoved him hard in the shoulder. "You're going to pay for this. And then you're going to get on your knees and apologize properly."James reached out again, his hand grabbing Oliver's shirt collar, pulling him close. The look in James's eyes was nasty.Oliver braced himself. He grew up fighting for

He pulled Oliver's briefs down, tossing them onto the pool deck. Then, he shucked off his own swim trunks.Skin on skin.The sensation was electric. Oliver gasped as Alexander pressed into him, the water acting as a sleek, sensual barrier. Alexander was huge, intimidating, but his touch, once he allowed himself to touch, was worshipful.He kissed down Oliver's chest, nipping at his nipples, making Oliver arch his back off the wall. "You're beautiful," Alexander murmured, almost like he was angry about it. "Why do you have to be so beautiful?""Shut up and fuck me," Oliver said breathlessly.Alexander grabbed Oliver's hips, positioning him. He didn't prepare him slowly, there was no patience left in either of them. He entered Oliver in one smooth, powerful thrust.Oliver cried out, digging his nails into Alexander's shoulders. It was a tight, stretching fullness that bordered on pain but quickly bled into pleasure. Alexander froze, letting Oliver adjust, his forehead resting against Ol

"I have a fiancée," Alexander said.Oliver stopped moving. The heat in the room vanished. His blood ran cold.Oliver looked at Alexander's face. He searched for a joke. He found none. He did not scream. He did not cry. He just felt numb.Oliver slowly climbed off Alexander's lap. He stood up by the bed. He was totally naked. The cold air hit his wet skin. He picked up his shirt from the floor. He put it on slowly."Oliver, wait," Alexander said.Alexander stood up quickly. He stepped close to Oliver. He reached out and grabbed Oliver's bare waist. His large hands were very hot.Oliver stopped. He did not step back. But he did not look at Alexander.Alexander pulled Oliver against his chest. Oliver could feel the hard muscles of Alexander's stomach. He could feel Alexander's heavy breathing. And he could feel something else. Alexander was still fully hard. The thick bulge pressed tightly against Oliver's thigh through Alexander's pants.Oliver's body reacted instantly. His skin burned.

Oliver drove the bright red sports car up the long, dark road. His hands were sweaty on the steering wheel. The car belonged to James. Oliver took the spare key from James's gym bag in the locker room. He also took the gold paper invitation.Oliver did not tell his sister, Scarlett. She wanted him to stay away. But Oliver could not stay away. Tonight was the engagement party for the Montgomery family. He had to get inside the big estate. He had to find clues about his dead father.The Montgomery estate looked like a castle. Big iron gates blocked the front. A security guard in a black suit stood there. Oliver stopped the car. He rolled down the window.Oliver handed the gold paper to the guard."Name?" the guard asked."James," Oliver said. He tried to make his voice sound deep. He wore a cheap black suit. He bought it from a second-hand store. It did not fit very well. He felt very nervous.The guard looked at the paper. Then he looked at the expensive car. He nodded. He opened the

Oliver followed the tall masked man into the large house. The music was loud. The gold lights were very bright. Oliver felt very nervous. His stomach hurt from the punch.The masked man grabbed Oliver's arm. He pulled Oliver away from the rich guests. They walked into a dark, quiet hallway. The man opened a heavy wooden door. He pulled Oliver inside a small room and shut the door. The loud music faded away. It was just the two of them in the dark."You're Montgomery heir?" Oliver asked. He looked at the black silk mask. The man's grey eyes looked very familiar in the shadows."You can call me Alex," the masked man said. His voice was deep and rough. "I am a friend of Alexander Whitman. The hockey captain. He told me you might come here. He asked me to help you."Oliver blinked. He believed the lie. "Alexander sent you? He cares about me?""Yes," Alex said. His voice was thick. "He cares a lot."Alex did not step away. He stepped closer. He trapped Oliver against the heavy wooden door