The air in the hotel room suddenly felt thin, the oxygen replaced by a thick, suffocating tension. Blake’s hand was still pinning my wrists, his fingers digging into my skin with a strength that reminded me he wasn't just a boy anymore. He was a predator who had finally realized he owned the territory.I stared up at him, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The shift in his tone, the cold, calculating edge... sent a jolt of genuine panic through me, but right beneath that panic was a surge of heat so violent it made my pussy clench instinctively around the empty space where he should have been."You're bluffing," I whispered, though my voice lacked conviction. "You wouldn't. You'd lose everything too, Blake. The scholarship, the scouts... you'd be a pariah."Blake didn't flinch. He leaned closer, his nose brushing against mine, his breath smelling of the mint he always chewed before a race. A slow, cruel smile spread across his lips."I'm a winner, Coach. I always fin
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