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All Chapters of Hockey Hazard: When Desire Crosses the Ice: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Adrian Voss

Noah didn’t realize he had stopped breathing until the door began to open. The handle turned with a quiet, delibrate click and he noticed the shift in the room immediately, even before the man walked in. No one spoke, and there was no sudden movement, but the air tightened subtly in the charged atmosphere, like the space itself was bracing. Noah felt it settle into his bones. Authority. Real authority.The door opened fully and unhurried footsteps followed, each one precise, echoing faintly against the marble floor as the man stepped inside. Noah didn’t need to turn right away, he could already feel it; the weight of the attention, the quiet gravity of someone who didn’t have to announce himself to be known. “Is this him?” he asked, voice was calm and controlled in a way that made everything else in the room feel louder by comparison.Noah turned, and his eyes landed on the man as he walked past him and towards the desk. Noah saw Chase stand and move aside quietly as Adrian Voss took

Risky

Noah swallowed once, adjusting slightly where he stood. “The clause only works if the projections hold,” he said. “If they’re proven inaccurate, or manipulated, it weakens his position.”Chase frowned. “That’s not how…”“It is,” Noah cut in, sharper now, eyes flicking to Chase briefly before returning to Adrian. “If the projections were based on incomplete data or misrepresented variables, the clause can be challenged as acting in bad faith.”The room stilled again as heavier silence fell, wrapping them in its thick blanket. Adrian’s gaze didn’t leave Noah.“And how,” he asked quietly, “would you prove that?”Noah exhaled slowly. He was already in the pan, this could either land him in the fire or out of the pan. He had to take the risk. “I’d have to see the contract,” he said. “And the supporting projections.”Chase let out a short, disbelieving breath. “You’re not seriously…”“Give it to him.” The command was quiet and final. Adrian’s gaze remined on Noah, assessing now and amused.C

Irritation

The door closed with a soft, final click and silence, heavy and deliberate, pressed in the second Adrian Voss left, settling into the space. Even in his absence, his presence lingered, like the room had not quite adjusted yet. Noah did not move at first but his wrist was still aching faintly from the restraints, a ghost of the pressure lingering under the skin. The file was no longer in his hands, but the weight of what had just happened had not left him.“Do you have death wish?” Chase’s voice cut through the quiet, cold and flat, and Noah glanced up, exhaling slowly. “You don’t seem to know your place.”Chase was still standing near the desk, his shoulders were squared, jaw tight, and tension was coiled tight in his frame. The relaxed and almost amused version from earlier was gone, replaced by something sharper and colder. Irritation, sharp, controlled and personal as he just watched him.“Funny,” Noah said, huffing lightly under his breath as he rolled his shoulders and fliexed hi

Intent

“Figures. The marble floors gave it away.” Noah replied reluctantly, like it was not his first time in such an up-state, expensive house.Chase ignored that as his eyes dragged over Noah again, this time not assessing but judging. “You walk in, run your mouth, and suddenly he’s interested,” he said. “You have any idea what that means?”Noah tilted his head slightly, a slow smirk playing on his lips. “Sounds like a you problem.”Chase smiled, but there was nothing friendly about it. “Yeah, it is.” he said and paused before adding, “And soon, it just might be a deadly “you” problem, but for now, you’re mine.”The words landed differently. It wasn’t quite like ownership but something close enough to feel like it and Noah’s eyes narrowed slightly. He did not like that one bit.“Didn’t realize I signed up for that.”“You didn’t have to. He did that for you, and he is going to be making a whole lot more of these kinds of decisions for you, and a scholarship kid doesn’t get to have a say.” Ch

Eli

Thursdays were scheduled for Noah to leave school right after class and come down to Detroit to be with his brother, but he hated how room 402 on the fourth floor of DMC was becoming too familiar to him, like something permanent. He slowed as he reached the door and for a second, he just stood there, hand hovering near the handle before he pushed it open. Eli was standing by the window, the last afternoon sun spilling through the glass caught on his shoulders and outlined him in a way that made him look smaller than Noah remembered, but stronger than the last time he’d seen him lying in that bed and that eased something in his chest. “Hey,” he said. Eli turned immediately and his face lit up, bright and unguarded in a way that caught Noah unexpectedly.“Noah!”He crossed the room faster than he probably should have, but Noah didn’t say anything about taking it easy, he just caught him when he got close, pulling him into a brief, tight hug. He felt lighter, but still, he was standing a

Pet And Chew Toy

The Voss villa on Barton Hills didn’t feel like a house, it felt like a statement of wealth, power and control, and it looked even more intimidating at night with the long driveway stretching ahead of him, lined with low lights that cast a soft glow over the perfectly trimmed hedges. Or maybe Noah just noticed it more.He shoved his hands into his jacket pockets as he approached the gate, the cold evening air biting at his skin. It had taken him longer to get here because he had to do a little of walking and waiting for the bus. By the time he arrived, it was well past seven.He stepped up to the security post and one of the men straightened, his gaze sharp as it landed on him. “You’re late.”“Yeah. Turns out I’m not rich enough to have a car waiting for me.” Noah replied dryly. The man didn’t react and he didn’t even look remotely amused. “Follow me.”Noah huffed under his breath but said nothing else, falling into step behind him as the gates slid open with a quiet mechanical hum. I

Simple Rules

Monday, 6:30 AM. A full week had passed since since Adrian Voss had “assigned” him to be under Chase, but normal was what he needed to be, with no Adrian Voss and no late-night threats wrapped in polite conversation. Just hockey.The rink was already alive by the time he stepped onto the ice. Twenty six guys on the ice. The cold hit him first, cutting through the lingering fatigue in his bones, then came the sound, skates carving into ice, sticks clashing, bodies colliding with controlled aggression. The rhythm of it all was familiar enough to anchor him, even if everything else in his life felt like it was slipping further out of control.Something had shifted after Saturday clash with Chase. Nobody said it, but everyone felt it. It wasn’t quite division, not unity either, just awareness. It was obvious in the way conversations paused when he passed, in the way the rest of the team split on the ice, and most of all, it showed in Chase.Noah didn’t look at him immediately, but he knew

The Call

By 8:15 a.m., Jenkins returned to the rink and flipped his notebook open. At the bottom of the page, he circled a line twice and put a star next to it: Noah H - line 1 Friday?Out on the ice, the tension was still obvious, but practice had settled down to quieter rhythms. The sharp chaos of drills was replaced by the easy scrape of skates on ice, the low murmur of voices, and the clatter of sticks being dropped carelessly against the boards. In the locker room, Chase moved straight to the wall, ripped the poster off and dumped it in the trash before stepping out.Noah didn’t need to read it, he was already living it. He stepped out of the locker room a few minutes later and took a seat along the side, elbows resting on his knees as he caught his breath. The sweat on his skin turned cold quickly in the rink air as it cooled, raising a faint shiver along his arms. His body ached in that familiar way as his lungs worked to settle, it wasn’t steady, it was manageable and for a moment, it a

Drugs

The house they had brought him too this time was smaller, much smaller than the villa, but not modest. Not even close. And that was the first thing Noah noticed when the SUV finally slowed and came to a stop. It sat tucked away behind a wrought-iron gate, but the wealth could not be hidden. Clean lines, dark windows and no lights on outside except for the faint glow near the entrance. The place was quiet.“Out.” The man said as the SUV door slid open.Noah stepped down onto the pavement, his eyes adjusting quickly as he took in his surroundings. The air felt colder here. Or maybe it was just the way his body reacted to being brought somewhere like this again.“Nice place,” he muttered and no one responded. Maybe he really didn’t know when to stop talking.They didn’t bother with the cloth bag this time. There was no need for theatrics as Noah already knew who he was dealing with and he could already guess where this was going. The interior was just as controlled as everything else Adri

The Briefcase

It was already 9:52 am when the SUV rolled south on Church Street. There were no parking spots open so they double parked with hazards right in the bus lane, just short of the glass-front entrance to East Hall. The engine idled low and steady, calm, like everything about this morning wasn’t about to split Noah clean in half. They had less than three minutes to stay there.“You get off here,” the driver said and the other tossed the briefcase across Noah’s lap before he had the chance to turn. “Class starts at 10, don’t it?” he said casually. “Meaning you have less than ten minutes to get seated. Wouldn’t want you to be late on your first day.”Noah snapped his head up. “I cannot possibly enter class holding this,” he said, the alarm in his voice slipping through before he could stop it.A briefcase was the kind of thing corporate partners carried into glass offices with million-dollar deals behind them, not something a scholarship hockey player should be holding ten minutes before clas

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