บททั้งหมดของ Where the ice melts : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Ronan PovI was midway through a drill when Carter nudged me, grinning like a damn idiot.“Hey, Hale,” he said, holding up his phone. “Have you seen this? Vienna and your tutor girl… haha, check it out.”I frowned, already feeling my chest tighten. He handed me the phone.And just like that, my world narrowed to a single frame… Ivy… on the floor, unconscious, her head hit hard, a small crowd gathering around her. My stomach dropped, a cold, sharp knot twisting inside me.“What the…” I barely got out before I shoved Carter’s arm away and sprinted off the ice.“Whoa, Hale!” he shouted after me, but I didn’t care. Not one bit.I ran to the locker room , and I tore the door open, slamming it behind me. My hands shook as I ripped off my practice jersey, every muscle coiled with anger and panic.“Where the hell is she?” I muttered, pacing like a caged animal. My mind raced… Vienna, that witch, what the hell did she do

IVY POVIt had been a week since Vienna pushed me.Seven days since the hospital lights, the headache, the whispers, the video that somehow disappeared from the internet but not from people’s memories. Seven days since Ronan started looking at me like he was afraid I’d vanish if he blinked too long.And seven days of me pretending everything was fine.I wasn’t avoiding him completely. I couldn’t… not when tutoring was still a thing and Professor Reyes was breathing down my neck. But I kept my distance in every way that mattered.I spoke when necessary.Explained formulas.Corrected his Spanish.Collected my things. Left.No jokes. No lingering looks. No late-night movies. No almost-kisses.Ronan noticed. Of course he did.He was always watching me , like he was trying to read something written too small between the lines. His jaw would tighten when I packed up early. His fingers would curl into fists

IVY POV“Water,” he said hoarsely.I jumped up right away, grabbed a bottle from the table, and twisted the cap open. My hands were shaking a little as I brought it to him.He took a few slow sips, then frowned. “Fuck… I hate drugs.”I huffed softly. “They’ll make you better.”He looked at me then. Really looked at me.And for a moment, everything went quiet.The rain. The room. My thoughts.His eyes stayed on mine, warm and tired and honest in a way I wasn’t used to seeing. My heart started beating too fast.“I missed you,” he whispered.My throat tightened. I swallowed hard.“I missed you badly,” he continued, voice low, almost unsure. “I couldn’t do anything. I know it’s crazy… I don’t even understand why I feel this way. But I can’t help it.”My chest hurt in the best and worst way.“Ronan…” I whispered, my voice barely there.“I know,” he said softly, li

IVY POVHe slammed his cock back into me, and I cried out, arching into him as he moved faster, harder. My back hit the sheets with every thrust, and a desperate, shaky moan ripped from my lips.His hands were on me, gripping both my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples as he drove into me deeper, harder. “Ah… fuck…,” he growled, voice rough and low, each word vibrating through me.I gasped, fingers clawing at the sheets, nails digging into the fabric. “Oh… yes… harder… don’t stop…” I whimpered, voice breathy and ragged, heat pooling unbearably between my legs.He obeyed.He was fucking me wildly, brutally, pulling my legs up to his waist. His hands gripped my hips, driving into me harder, faster, each thrust pounding me so deep, so relentless, I couldn’t get enough. Every nerve in me burned with need, craving more… all of him, all of this.His pace kept escalating, faster, harder than before, like he couldn’t get enough of m

IVY POVMonday morning came too fast.I stood in front of my mirror, tugging on my jacket and fixing my hair when my phone buzzed on the bed.I ignored it at first.Then it buzzed again.And again.I grabbed it, my lips already twitching into a smile.RH: Hey baby, good morning.❤️My heart skipped. Baby. God.Another message came in before I could even respond.RH: I miss you so much.😩😭I let out a small breath, my chest warming in a way that felt dangerous.Then another.RH: Can’t wait to see you.I smiled fully now, staring at the screen like an idiot. My fingers hovered before I finally typed back.Good morning… you’re already distracting me.Almost immediately, the typing bubble appeared.I shook my head, laughing softly to myself.Max’s warning floated somewhere in my mind, but right now, it was quiet… drowned out by the