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She gave him everything; her fortune, her loyalty and her heart. But he repaid her with betrayal. Adriana Montgomery was born with wealth and power, but she gave it all up for love. She stood by Ethan Blake, her hockey star husband, after a career-ending accident left him in a wheelchair. She was his strength, his anchor and his biggest believer. Until tragedy struck. After losing their baby due to his neglect and distrust, Adriana discovered Ethan’s darkest secret. He was cheating on her this whole time… with his doctor. Shattered, Adriana walks away, tossing divorce papers in his face. But she doesn’t just leave, she strikes back. Behind the scenes, she is ready for revenge, se

I implore, tears already streaming down my face as I grab him around the waist, trying to drag him away from Clarence. He feels so hard, with uncompromising corded lines of muscle. His skin feels hot under my touch, or maybe it’s my skin that is hot. He reaches back to pluck me off, but I hang tight. “Ci, please,” I beg him. “You’re going to get in trouble. They’ll kick you off the team.” I try to reason with him, since we all know that Hockey is his safe sport. “I own the fucking team,” he grunts and continues kicking.

It was a strange, fierce heat that was birthed from a certain knowledge. Mine. Not Jaxon’s. Not Evelyn’s. Not the Titans’. Not the media’s. Mine. This secret. This choice. This small impossible life that had turned my world upside down before it was even large enough to show. It was mine. Evelyn looked at my hand again. “You cannot continue playing the way you have been playing.” I gritted my teeth as I answered, “You do not know anything about the way I play.” “I know enough to understand that a hockey rink is no place for a pregnant woman with a complicated future.”

The cursor blinks in the search bar. Seventy thousand dollars. That's rent, care fees, everything, with enough left to build back some of what I've spent. I played hockey for seven years. I know the game the way you know something you loved before you chose something else. When I told Kai that medicine cost me something I loved, I wasn't lying. The head coach at Ellington is a woman called Harlow, I looked her up once for no reason I wanted to examine and she runs a serious program that wins.

Adrian POV The bus hummed with the roar of a team that had just conquered the world. The New York Titans were loud. Hockey sticks rattled in the overhead storage while helmets rolled beneath the seats. Laughter bounced off the ceiling panels, and beer cans cracked open with rhythmic pops. My teammates joked about the championship finals, their voices thick with the confidence of men who believed nothing could touch them.

The room quieted because that's what rooms did when someone held a microphone – they listened, even when they shouldn't. "Yo, I just wanna give a shoutout to our boys on the hockey team. Best season in years. Captain Caleb holding it down–" Cheers. Whooping. Caleb raising his beer with a modest smile. "–and the new guy, Maddox, who's been scoring on AND off the ice apparently." Laughter. My stomach tightened. "But real talk–" Derek grinned. Scanned the room. Found me. "Is the hockey transfer actually dating the captain's leftovers? Because bro, that's not a flex. That's a hand-me-down."

I keep my eyes on my phone, hoping that if I ignore him, he'll leave. "Hey," his voice is smooth, confident. "Make it for me and this pretty girl right here." I don't respond. I just scroll to the next page, highlighting a section about cellular respiration like it's the most fascinating thing I've ever read. When the bartender slides a drink in front of me, I finally look up. Crew is watching me with this amused smirk, all golden hair and sharp jawline and the kind of face that makes girls stupid. His hockey jacket is slung over one shoulder, and he's leaning against the bar like he owns it. Like he owns everything.

A scoff followed after, almost like she didn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth, “You can’t be serious. It’s hockey!! A game of champions. Blake University has had the best team for years. We almost made it to the playoffs last year even, there’s no way you came in here without wanting to— “No.” I shook my head, “I think hockey is a game for losers.” “Aria!!” I remained defiant on my stance, “You heard me. I think hockey sucks, the concept of the whole game sucks, I think it’s a waste of student resources and the school’s money. I did my research and the school pumps a whole load into the team, which I think is pathetic. So you heard me loud and clear—Hockey is a game for losers.” I

Normally, I’d be by the sidelines clutching to my clipboards as the team assistant and waiting to fetch towels or water bottles but here I was sitting at the front row. Watching hockey matches was not new to me, but this particular one felt different; my heart refused to slow down, even the air tasted sharper, colder. The second I sat down, Sasha came sliding into the seat beside me, grinning like she’d just won a lottery “Well, well, well,” she sang, dropping a cold bottle of juice into my lap. “Look who decided to show up looking like a hockey girlfriend.” I rolled my eyes, trying to look unfazed even if my cheeks were heating up. “It’s just a jersey.”

The kind I hadn’t felt in months. Hayden set me down gently but didn’t let go. “I told you, didn’t I?” he said softly. “That this year would be different.” “Yeah,” I whispered, my hand finding his chest. “And for once, it really is.” Mark and Alicia finally found us, weaving through the thinning crowd. Alicia threw her arms around me, nearly knocking me backward. “You did not tell me being a hockey girlfriend was this stressful!” she exclaimed. “I nearly bit my nails down to nothing.”