Hockey Hazard: When Desire Crosses the Ice
He could still see Noah's face in the hallway, pale, exhausted, and scared, and that bothered him more than anything because fear did not suit him, and somehow his father had put it there.
“Damn it,” he muttered, voice rough, and climbed out of the car, slamming the door harder than necessary. One of the guards by the front entrance opened the doors.
"Good evening, Mr. Voss."
Chase ignored him and stormed through the foyer without removing his coat or asking whether his father was busy. His shoes echoed against the marble floor as he crossed the house and headed directly for the study.
The double doors stood open and Adrian sat behind his desk, a glass of whiskey in one hand and papers sprea
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