Clara Simon
I smashed cake over my cheating ex's face. Now, his biggest rival is claiming my body like a starved beast.
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Walking into the hockey locker room with a celebratory cake was supposed to be a sweet surprise. Finding my boyfriend pressed against my ex-best friend was a nightmare. Instead of apologizing, they laughed and called me a pathetic dirty pig. So I slammed frosting across both their faces and ran.
Now I’m the campus joke.
Until Damon Black, the team’s notorious bad boy: tattooed, pierced, and my ex’s fiercest rival in the same team, steps in. He offers a deal: fake date him to make my ex burn with jealousy as revenge for me and fun for him.
It’s supposed to be a performance, but Damon plays dirty. He doesn't just pretend; he possesses. His heavy hands grip my hips like I belong to him, and the heat radiating off him drives my pulse wild.
When revenge isn't enough, Damon tempts me into a new arrangement: no strings, no feelings, just raw passion.
Suddenly, I’m plunged into a dangerously freaky world where Damon commands every touch, pushes every boundary, and turns my sex life into a breathless addiction. He’s relentlessly possessive. Even when we aren't touching, the way his heavy gaze tracks my every move leaves me burning.
I set one strict rule: Don't fall in love with the hockey bad boy.
The problem? He isn't just taking my revenge. He’s taking my body, my sanity, and every rule I've ever made.
And I love it. Turns out, I do like being called a naughty girl.
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