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“Let’s get the kids ready so we don’t delay you, sir.” I stood, smoothing down my dress with a shaky hand before stepping toward the children. They were chasing butterflies under the rose trellis, their laughter light and oblivious. And as I called out their names, something inside me whispered: Be careful. Because the most dangerous traps don’t come with claws and cages. They come wrapped in warmth. And invitations.

Harper’s cheeks flushed, her voice hoarse and timid. The man seemed intrigued, resting a hand on his head, looking down at her with a scorching gaze. “Does it have a meaning?” Her heart skipped, her breath tightening. But thinking again—so what if it was called Chaser Boy? It was a secret between her and Carissa; no outsider could guess. With innocent, sparkling eyes, she teased, “No meaning. Just… we like Chaser Boy.” At that moment, Chase leaned closer, suddenly gripping her waist and pulling her against his abdomen, pressing her tightly. A cold, wicked curve tugged at the corner of his lips.

Gable had just dropped on his brother to make him take off like a scared rabbit. “Huh,” Chase huffed out loud, shrugging his shoulders dismissively and turning back to Spirit with his cocky signature grin. “Whatever.” Spirit shook her head, trying to shake off the bizarre energy Chris had left behind. She crossed her arms tightly over her chest, leveling Chase with a skeptical look. “What are you even still doing here, Chase? Seriously, don’t you have some girls to flirt with or something?” “Ouch. Harsh as always, Browne,” Chase chuckled, leaning casually against the lamp post right behind him.

We walked into the elevator, I breathed out, relieved. “Can you do me a favor?,” Hi, my lovely readers! 💖 I'm so sorry for the slower updates lately. I'm currently writing my exams, so my schedule has been a little hectic. Thank you so much for your love, patience, and for reading The Billionaire Hockey Captain's Chubby Obsession. Your support truly means the world to me! Don't go anywhere because there are plenty of exciting plot twists, heartfelt moments, and surprises waiting ahead. Stay tuned... I promise it'll be worth it! 🫶✨

“Yeah “. Chase said, his voice getting smaller. “It’s nothing to be worried about but Adonis told me to call you because to quote him: I’ll be getting our whole friend group sick as well and I’m not properly looking after myself and he threatened to call you himself “. “Baby “. Hunter spoke. “You haven’t been looking after yourself ? I thought I told you to call me if things get too much for you to handle “. “But I’m an adult and I need to be able to do this on my own “. Chase whined and it made the other click his tongue. “When’s the last time you had a proper meal ?”. “I don’t know”. He drawled in response. “I guess, do takeouts count as proper meals ?”. “Absolutely not”. He could almost h

I run as fast as I can. When I felt like I was no longer chased by that guy, I lean on a wall and relax. God, why are all of these happening so suddenly? I almost jumped on my feet when I was in a corner by a guy I met earlier. He's leaning closer to me, he smells so nice, it's a mix of mint and smoke. So all this time he's smoking? He's hella stunning! He's so handsome with his thick eyebrows and pointed nose. I must say that he's freaking rich by the watch on his wrist and the way his tuxedo perfectly suits his body. He leans closer to me and smells the side of my lips. My heart is beating so fast.

If it weren’t for ‘Alex’’s young age, Justin might have suggested playing a round of live-action laser tag. “Wow, you two are amazing!” the booth operator exclaimed. “I’ve been running this booth for years, but I’ve never seen two people both score perfect rounds! Father and son, right? You’re unstoppable!” He gestured to a row of large plush toys. “Pick one, kiddo.” Chase shook his head. “I don’t want one.” He wasn’t a fan of stuffed toys. “We’re not father and son,” Chase corrected seriously. “He’s my uncle.”

"OH GOD! CHASE! IT'S SO DEEP! YOU'RE HITTING MY HEART!" Chase was fast. He moved with the same speed he used on the field. His hips were a blur. The sound of their sex was a rapid-fire slap-slap-slap that drove the team into a crazy. "You like this speed, Quill? You like how fast I can work you?"

I did't think this was such a big deal, but I promised to help, so I had to do it. Oh, I needed to stop calling Rita "Chubby", she hated it, but it was so funny to see how angry she got. But then again, she was chubby when she got this nickname from a boy she was interested in when we were teenagers. Poor thing got rejected - the boy said they were just friends and that she was too chubby for him. Everyone started calling her Chubby, and she got very irritated by it. But afterward, she decided to go on a diet and lost a lot of weight, it was like she had divided herself in two, got really thin, but the nickname had already stuck, and everyone was already calling Rita "Chubby." Later, she was

With axle’s guidance we searched the streets until the sun started to set, but it was a fruitless exercise, we found nothing. Stopping at a gas station to refuel, I was working the pump when a rusty old pickup truck pulled in behind us. As soon as the human woman that was driving opened the door she had my full attention, she was covered in my mate’s scent so thickly I could practically see it rolling off her in waves. Who the hell was this woman? I thought to myself as I watched her walk inside to gas station. Leaving the pump running I leaned in the open driver’s window to speak quietly to Axle “Listen quick, the woman who just pulled up behind us has Charlotte’s scent all over her. We’re