《KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession 》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

NeylanI keep my face completely blank as Aurel stares down at his phone, but inside my chest, my ribs are tightening up fast.Hearing him talk about the incident with his team member, and seeing how much it got under his skin…he must be feeling like shit for real.I play it off like I don’t give a single shit. Honestly, I really don’t care about the Jordan family or whatever reputation my father is trying to build. But if a single word about me and Aurel gets out right now, it won’t just blow up my family’s massive connection with the Jordans.It’s going to completely ruin Aurel too, and that’s the part that is actually making my jaw clench.He’s a captain, he’s trying to survive the playoffs, and he absolutely cannot let anyone find out his real identity as an Omega. If Kael drops that video, the sports circles will dig into every single detail of his life until they peel back every layer, and I am not letting that happen to him.At least, so I can maintain this sanity I have until

AurelShantel's face turns beet red right in the middle of the back bathroom stalls.“But why are you even asking me that right now?” Shantel mutters, his voice trembling as he leans his weight heavily against the cold sink counter. “I’m literally standing here feeling like I’m gonna straight up die, Aurel. My stomach is in actual knots.”“Yes, exactly, that’s the damn feeling,” I say, crossing my arms as I look at his pale face. “That’s exactly how it feels at the start. Now stop complaining and let’s go see the doctor right now.”“No way, it’s just a random fever,” Shantel says, shaking his head fast and trying to wipe the sweat off his forehead with a paper towel. “I probably just ate something weird at the party last week. I’m fine.”I let out a rough breath, checking the time on my phone and realizing our club shift is literally nowhere near over yet.“Fine, since we’re still stuck on our shift right now, we can go to the clinic first thing in the morning,” I mutter, turning arou

Aurel I push open the heavy doors to the management building, my sneakers squeaking loudly against the floor as I head down the main corridor. My hands are shoved deep into my pockets, my fingers twitching slightly against my keys as my anxiety is low-key hitting the roof right now. Reaching the end of the hall…I turn the corner, stopping right outside Coach Picasso’s office to take a quick breath before I knock and walk inside. Coach Picasso is already sitting behind his desk, and he looks up the second the door clicks open, waving me in with a huge grin on his face. Sitting right across from him are two corporate guys wearing ridiculously expensive tailored suits, their hair perfectly gelled back like they just stepped out of a movie. They have a thick leather folder spread open on the desk, exposing a massive stack of official documents with bright sticky notes attached to the edges. “Laurentis, get in here and sit down,” Coach Picasso says, his voice booming through the q

NeylanThe collar of this tuxedo grips my neck like a chokehold. I stand near the glass table inside the VIP holding room, tugging the stiff fabric away from my throat. Across the room, my dad and Mr. Jordan sit side by side, their voices a low drone as they point at a stack of financial documents. They aren't even talking about the engagement. They are literally just talking about a corporate merger between our two brands."Ten minutes, Neylan," my dad says, his eyes staying glued to his tablet screen without looking up at me. "The media crews are completely set up in the main hall. Don't mess up the entrance speech."I don't say a single word back to him. I just turn around, push the heavy door open, and walk out into the quiet VIP hallway. I need to get away from the suffocating corporate talk before my brain literally fries.As I walk down the carpeted corridor past the row of private dressing rooms, a sharp, screeching voice slices through the quiet hall, stopping me in my tracks

NeylanThe exact second Aurel slides his phone back into his pocket, he turns toward the exit. He doesn't even look at me. His entire energy shifts, his eyes bright with an excitement that has absolutely nothing to do with me. He takes one step toward the door, his mind already miles away from this room.Is he seriously leaving after that ridiculous statement?I step into his path, my hand slamming against the wall right next to his head.The impact makes a sharp crack echo through the quiet suite. Before he can duck under my arm, I press my weight forward, pinning his body flat against the drywall. I lean in close, crowding his space until his chest hits mine, forcing him to look straight up into my eyes."Where do you think you're going?" I demand, my voice dropping into a low, harsh growl.Aurel glares right back at me, his jaw tightening as he tries to wrench his wrist out of my grip. "Let go of me, you jerk. I told you, our deal is done. Get the fuck out of my face.""You think y