Romans & histoires Team Free Will

Jaxon sitting beside me, knee touching mine under the table. He squeezed my hand and whispered, “Just sign it so we can get out of here.” I swallowed. “Send me the copy,” I said. “It’s already in your email.” I hung up without another word. My hands shook as I opened the file. There it was. My signature. Sharp. Clear. And beneath it, a clause I didn’t remember reading. In the event of transfer to the Frost Giants organization, player agrees to fulfill full term without dispute. Breach results in financial penalty inclusive of reputational damages to ownership.

Honestly, the only person who could tolerate your temper was probably Zoey. With that, she grabbed her bag and walked out without looking back. Seeing how trapped I had been by daily chores and responsibilities only proved to her that leaving back then had been the right choice. She was a free spirit. How could she ever bind herself to one man for life? Marcus fell silent when he heard my name. If I were still there, I would never have let the kids end up in danger. I would've handled everything so he wouldn't have to worry about a single thing.

"Regret? Perhaps. But unfortunately, there's no such thing as a time machine—they can't undo what they've done. "I once offered them my warmest goodwill, but they shattered it with their own hands. Now, I give them the fairest rules. Amid these rules, there is no warmth, no freebies—only cold, unfeeling exchanges. If they want something, they'll have to earn it. "This is my final lesson to them—and to myself. "From now on, there will be no such thing as a free lunch in this company. Never again."

His smile gradually widened. "Okay. In that case, let's go slower." My phone buzzed as soon as he finished talking. It was a push notification from the northern territory's official account. [Northern territory's royal family reforms officially passed and are effective immediately.] I looked at the sentence and suddenly realized that the lock that once held me in place had finally been dismantled. I could finally move forward without looking back.

He wouldn't owe her money, and she would never be able to repay those three years. A wild surge of defiance and unwillingness crashed around inside her chest. "I'm not signing." She shot to her feet, slamming the Montblanc pen in her hand down onto the table. William frowned. "Ms. Sloan, these are Silas' conditions. He's not taking a single cent from you or TRS Group. What exactly are you unhappy with?" "I'm unhappy with every single word in this agreement." Teresa leaned forward, bracing her hands on the table as she looked down at him with an unreasonable, almost obsessive stubbornness burning in her eyes.

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I looked down at the competition notice in my hand, emotions churning in every direction. I had planned to retire from the sport after this event, no matter the outcome, and return to family life. But now, there was no reason to. I called the Wynter family's attorney and began preparing the divorce papers. … On the final day of training, a sharp cramp twisted through my stomach. The staff noticed the color drain from my face and called Cyran. A harsh laugh crackled through the phone. "So now she remembers how to play the helpless victim? I've got more important things to do than waste time on her little act."

That's why you offered me your virginity because you thought it might get you out of having to fuck the whole football team. Tiffany nodded, and Tara shook her head. "Not the whole team Gio, the entire football program. We didn't just have to fuck the team. To keep our virginity, Tiffany and I had to agree that the team, the coaching staff, the trainers, ground crew and even the boosters could and would use our asses and mouths whenever they wanted. That's what why we wanted you to own us."

had been circled tightly in red. At the very bottom of the screenshot was another small line. [If Jenna ends the relationship first, all free passes will automatically reset.] I gripped my phone, but I did not reply. I did not question him. I did not even ask for a breakup. As long as I never said it first, his free passes would stay at zero forever. He would never get the chance to reset them. The next morning, I changed into clean clothes and went to the office as usual. I had barely settled into my chair when my supervisor called me into the small conference room.