Semua Bab Dumped On Live TV, Claimed By The Hockey King: Bab 61 - Bab 70

CHAPTER 61AVAThe hum of the car engine was the only sound filling the cabin as we sped down the highway. My hand, acting on pure muscle memory, reached into my coat pocket and pulled out my phone. I checked the news and my thumb froze over the glass.The notifications were a chaotic avalanche of flashing alerts, aggressive news notifications, and trending university hashtags. I tapped on the campus gossip app, and my breath hitched violently in my throat.Is she double dating? The senator's son does not deserve her. I heard she has had a long-term crush on Arnold…are they actually going out now? She doesn’t even deserve the scholarship if she spends all her time jumping between men.Attached to the articles were blurry, high-contrast photos taken earlier that day: Nic aggressively grabbing my throat in the hallway, followed immediately by Arnold sweeping in to rescue me and carrying me down the corridor. The internet was a feeding frenzy, tearing my personal life apart.The weight

CHAPTER 63LIAMI turned around on the ice, expecting to see Ava sitting quietly in the bleachers, buried deep in her chess notes.The row was completely empty.“Where did she go?” I muttered to myself then picked up my phone and dialed Olivia.She picked up on the first ring…”Please help check if Ava is home.” I asked before she could say anything.“On it.” Olivia’s voice rang through the other end. “She is not home yet Sir.” She reported back within a few seconds.I then quickly ended the call then I picked up my phone, dialled Ava but it went straight to voicemail.My chest tightened with an instant, suffocating spike of dread. I skated hard to the edge of the boards, hauling myself off the ice, ripping off my helmet, and shoving my phone to my ear. I called my lead security detail."Where is Ava?" I demanded, my voice dropping into a lethal, low register."Sir, she…she wasn't in our immediate sightline," the guard stammered over the line, panic evident in his tone. "We lost track

CHAPTER 65AVAThe heavy steel door clicked shut, sealing us inside a pitch-black, frost-laced tomb. The air dropped instantly to a biting, bone-chilling sub-zero temperature, grabbing hold of my lungs with icy claws.I turned back from the locked door and rushed across the frozen concrete floor. Liam was still slumped motionless against a stack of crates in the corner. His skin was dangerously pale, a light layer of frost dusting his dark coat, and his breathing was terrifyingly shallow."Liam!" I cried out, dropping desperately to my knees beside him.Without a second thought, I threw my arms around his rigid, freezing body, pulling him tight against my chest to share whatever residual warmth I had left. Hot, terrified tears spilled over my eyelashes, freezing instantly against my cheeks."Liam, please, you have to wake up," I sobbed, my voice cracking as I rocked him slightly. "Hold on, please just hold on. Olivia knows we're here. She's going to get us out of here, I promise."For

CHAPTER 67LIAMThe tactile click of polished wooden pieces filled the sterile quiet of the hospital room as Ava and I resumed our game over the makeshift board on the over-bed table. She moved her knight with a sharp, calculated snap, looking intensely focused.I watched her for a moment, tracing the line of her profile, before I dropped my hand from my bishop and hit her with a question right out of left field."Why did you do it?"Ava blinked, her hand hovering defensively over her pawn as she looked up, entirely confused. "Do what?""Why did you kiss me in the storage unit?""What?!" Ava choked out, instantly coughing violently as she swallowed hard on her own saliva, her face flushing a brilliant, alarming shade of crimson.I blinked back at her, keeping my expression entirely innocent, tilting my head like a curious, trapped golden retriever puppy trying to figure out why his favorite human was suddenly having a meltdown.“Oh, my god, I completely forgot about that. But why woul

CHAPTER 69AVATrue to the doctor’s word, Liam was cleared for discharge late that afternoon, but the second the paperwork was signed, his mood shifted from brooding silence to dangerous, calculated velocity.He didn't say a word to me, and he didn't wait for me. He simply ripped off his hospital wristband, grabbed his coat, and strode out of the private wing with long, rapid strides."Liam! Wait up!" I gasped, scrambling to grab my bag and breaking into a full sprint just to keep pace down the sterile hospital hallway.The moment I realized he wasn’t waiting for me, I broke into a run, doing everything I could to catch up.By the time I reached the parking lot, he had already gotten into the car.“Motherfucker! I was right behind you!” I yelled just as the car started pulling away.Thankfully, it came to an abrupt stop.Using the last bit of strength I had left, I sprinted to the passenger side, yanked the door open, and collapsed into the seat, breathing heavily.My chest heaving, I