Novel & Cerita Wooed Back By The Hockey Star

The endless flashing lights of the paparazzi were starting to feel like a headache. Julian stood on the bright red carpet, a tall, silent figure in denim and tattoos, trapped between the O'Brian family. Ariel was practically glued to his side. Her fingers dug hard into his arm, holding him with a possessive grip that made his skin burn. To the thousands of people watching the live video streams, they looked like the ultimate power team: the king of hockey, his beautiful girlfriend, and the billionaire who owned the city.

The moment the word left my mouth, instant regret tasted like ash on my tongue. A slow, dark smirk spread across his face. "Saxton? You already know my name without me even introducing myself. It is definitely you!" "I'm not her!" I lied through my teeth, trying my absolute best to keep my composure before I lost my temper and threw him to the ground. "You're a popular hockey star at Ride University. Of course I know your name... everyone has heard of you. Now, let go of my wrist." "I won't," he countered, tightening his grip until it bruised. "Because I know it's you. What are you up to? What are you doing inside this estate dressed like this?"

His strong arms wrapped around mine and held me tighter against him. In response, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deeper kiss. I was going to worry about the consequences later. Now, all I was going to do was have this moment and forget all about Evans. I wasn't thinking of him, but the pain in my chest was there, although Giveon's presence had totally overshadowed whatever grief I had been feeling. My hot hockey captain pulled back, out of breath, his eyes lustful, longing. "There is no going back if you accept this Dahlia," His voice croaked. It was taking him so much to keep talking and not just dive in for what he wanted.

And I sighed deeply but nodded, as I forced myself to smile again, not really wanting to give this woman the idea as if I would do anything for her, but saying no to a kid, any kid for that matter, I would never be able to do that. “Sure.” I nodded politely, trying as much as I possibly could to blend in with the other parents who were waiting for their children to show up. I couldn’t help but feel a bit overwhelmed by all the puppy eyes I was getting in my direction. Jesus Christ, it felt as if I was the only single male in close proximity, and all these moms, single or not, were on me like hawks. But I also knew that they all just wanted a piece of the famous hockey player, and not the rea

I hated them because they think a woman shouldn't play hockey because everything would go to waste when she get married and started having children—and I hated the fact that they were right, especially that I gave up my career for that my asshole husband. Their eyes raked over me and I didn't miss the way it's lingered far too long on my exposed cleavage. My breasts reacted to them as I felt goosebumps rising on each moulds and my nipples hardened. “Look who we have here?“ Kael sneered, their smirk mirrored each other. “It's the one and only Queen of Ice.“ “Gone for three years,” Kieran added, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. “Now.. she is back for the pre-season and she desperately

A smirk curled his lips. “Noah…” He closed the distance between us, his eyes locked on me. “If you insist that she was wronged, I can bring her back to Stormbridge, but only on one condition…” He straightened up, his hands in his pockets. “That you give up your hockey career and follow the path I've always wanted you to follow.” My breath caught in my throat, my fingers tightened so hard, my knuckles turned white. Hockey wasn't just a sport to me. It was my life… And now he wants me to give it up? How heartless can he be?

I still remember that night at Elliot's house while we were still dating. _Flashback_ He kissed me softly on the bed, I blushed like my life depends on it, then leaned in closer. “Kitten, I know you can make me a hockey king for sporttacular.” I lay on his body, playing with his hair. “But, babe, you know Trover Casper has to win. I mean, he's supposed to.”

Heck, this was super crazy and extremely local of them. Rolling my eyes. “Do you know that dude? He is one of the hockey stars from Michigan and featured in the Nationals last year.” Is that so? I heard a bunch of girls like me, a few metres away, saying. “He is so hot and handsome, gosh!” They went on gushing over him and I couldn’t help but feel disgusted. After the fiasco he had with my dad that Monday, I barely replied his texts, and whenever I did, I made it as bland as possible. I wasn’t sure what he wanted anymore. Though he apologized for calling me sly and mean, I accepted his apology, but I just thought it would be safer to keep our distance. Afterall, it’s not like we would meet a

Immediately, I pulled us out of the curious crowd and their questions, into the restroom. I shut the door behind us. “Ow, is your hand made of metal?” “You should be glad I took it out on you. So why are you here? To stalk me?” He straightened his perfectly beautiful sweat shirt and looked at me. “Excuse you. Should I remind you that we were just outside a few minutes ago? And like everyone knows—including you—I’m a hockey star. So I have other things to do than stalk someone.” I didn't believe him one bit.I laughed, and he just looked at me like I was crazy.

Just as we burst through the exit into the biting night air, a tall, thick-necked student from the varsity hockey team blocked our path. "Hey, Collins. I heard through the grapevine that your previous bond was severed... I’ve had my sights on you since we were pups in the junior league, but I never had the stones to challenge for your attention. You're heading for the border soon, so I—" Before I could even open my mouth to reject him, Tammy leaped into the fray and shattered the athlete's delusions. "He’s already claimed! Who do you think summoned that blizzard just now? And did you think that drone navigated the rafters on its own for the fun of it?!"