Unholy Love
~I want to be fu*ked and loved by you, for the rest of my life.~
3 years later;
Xavier POV:
The ice rink glistened under the bright arena lights, a frozen stage set for our performance. The crisp air bit at my cheeks as I glided onto the ice, the familiar scrape of my skates echoing in the empty rink. This was where I belonged, where every stride, every pass, held the promise of victory.
As the team captain, the weight of responsibility sat comfortably on my shoulders. It wasn't just about winning; it was about leading my teammates, motivating them to push beyond their limits. The anticipation in the air was palpable, a blend of excitement and nerves.