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Chapter 060
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2026-07-17 01:11:06
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Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 064
***HERSHEY BEARS CULTURE***Flora’s POVArthur and the mayor exchanged a fleeting glance, shock etched across their rigid faces. They probably hadn’t expected him to choose our relationship over his friends. But my mind was elsewhere.They had called me a slut.The ugly word still echoed in my head. I drew in a slow, shaky breath. All this brutal family drama had unfolded simply because I’d agreed to fake-date Tyler Sinclair.“I’m done here,” Tyler growled. His long fingers wrapped around mine, locking our hands together. He looked down at me. “Let’s go, my love.”I stood immediately, legs unsteady beneath my leggings, while Arthur’s cold eyes tracked our every move across the plush carpet. We headed for the exit and the air in the lounge turning stiff. Tyler reached for the handle—then stopped. He turned back, shooting one last irritated look at his father’s blank mask, before pulling me through the doorway and slamming the door behind us with enough force to rattle the corridor w
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 063
***YOU TWO CAN GO STRAIGHT TO HELL***Tyler’s POV“What the fuck do you mean by that?” I demanded, my voice slicing through the fading echoes of the arena.Justin let out another loud laugh and pushed his heavy frame up from the ice. The stadium seats were emptying fast. Three state police officers stood waiting behind him in crisp uniforms.Justin didn’t run. He turned his head slowly, flashing them a twisted, unbothered smirk.Behind the glass, whispers erupted among the remaining Hawkins and Hershey players.“What the hell is going on?” One of my teammates muttered, skating closer. “What did Graham do?”Reporters swarmed the perimeter, cameras swinging toward us. The lead officer stepped forward, the click of handcuffs cutting through the rink as he secured Justin’s wrists behind his back.“Justin Graham, you are under arrest for the murder of Miss Candice Morgan three years ago and the attempted murder of Miss Flora Morgan,” the officer recited flatly. “You have the right to rema
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 062
***YOUR TREAT CAPTAIN***Tyler’s POVMy focus completely fractured the exact second I looked up into the stands.Flora was standing right there in the front row. She had completely ignored my orders to stay at the estate. The blare of the stadium horn echoed through the rafters, signaling the break, but my gaze was focused on Flora. She was wearing a pair of leggings and an oversized jacket. Her ponytail bounced as she waved at me.I stood on the ice, resting both hands heavily against my waist, staring straight up at her through the plexiglass. Turning on my heel, I skated toward the rink exit to talk to her, but as my blades cleared the gate, my eyes drifted to the bastard.Justin Graham.He was leaning against the wall, leisurely chewing gum. He looked at me with a wide fucking smirk.“You’re doing well out there, Captain,” Justin purred. “Playing like the devil you are.”“What do you know?” I scoffed, glaring at him. “I have to keep the momentum high, Graham. After all, I need
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 061
***THE D-DAY***Flora’s POVThe cool bathroom tile sent a chill up my bare legs as I stood in front of the mirror, carefully adjusting the knot of the bath towel wrapped around my chest.Today was D-day. The showdown between the Hershey Bears and the Hawkins. For the first time, I would sit in the stands as Tyler Sinclair’s fake girlfriend, and cheering openly for the man who had risked his life two days ago to keep me alive.I turned away from my reflection and took two steps toward the bed. The edge of my right foot clipped the wooden frame of the nightstand. A sharp sting flared straight up my leg, yanking me violently back into the nightmare from two days ago.The jagged glass slicing into my flesh. The deafening gunshot. My knees weakened.I collapsed onto the mattress, staring up at the blank white ceiling as the final terrifying moments inside that abandoned house replayed behind my eyelids. Minutes after that last gunshot, he had finally emerged from the shadows of the por
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 060
***WHO HAD SCREAMED?***Flora’s POVThe deafening crack of a second gunshot echoed into the room. Tyler’s massive hand clamped around my shoulder and yanked me down beside him with enough force.The bullet tore through the exact space where my head had been a heartbeat earlier, slamming into the computer monitor behind us. The screen exploded in a shower of sparking glass that rained across the floor. Cold sweat prickled across my skin. That bullet had been meant for my head.If Tyler hadn't pulled me—“Don’t move,” Tyler breathed against my ear as we crouched in the tight darkness beneath the heavy metal vanity.His broad chest pressed flush against my back.The acrid stench of gunpowder burned my nose. Then came the slow, deliberate thud of boots descending the wooden stairs, each step heavy with predatory intent.My fingers dug into the leather of Tyler’s jacket. “Tyler…I’m scared. I’m so scared.”His hand instantly covered my mouth, muffling the words. “I’m here, I got you,” he
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy CHAPTER 059
***HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF***Arthur’s povI stared into the vanity mirror, yanking the crisp collar of my tailored black shirt into a perfect line.My fingers moved as I buttoned the cuffs. My gaze drifted to the desk where a thick, cream-colored envelope lay open. I picked it up, scanning it contents again, and let out a short laugh that scraped through the quiet room.“You’ve done well, Arthur,” I said to my reflection. “If I hadn’t pushed Tyler to his absolute peak, the boy would have been nothing but a waste of Sinclair blood. Everyone in this house should be on their knees thanking me. I gave them luxury, I built an empire on my hard work.”The door clicked open and Eleanor stepped inside, immaculate as always but carrying that same submissive posture she always wore around me. She approached and pressed a brief kiss to my cheek.“Lunch is ready, Arthur. The Mayor’s car just cleared the gates.”My mouth curved into a grim smile.“Excellent. Let’s not keep our man waiting.”The din
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***HIS PROPOSAL***Flora's POVThe woman in the blazer looked like she had sprinted the entire length of the building to get here. Her chest was heaving, file clutched, her eyes wide like she had just seen a ghost.Tyler's gaze shifted to her, his face contracting into a frown."What are you talking
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***WRONG FLORA***Flora's POV It's been three good days since the worst day of my life and I was handling it terribly, thanks to no one in particular for asking.I hadn't cried again, at least not since the past four hours. Every time I thought I'd gotten a handle on it, something would sneak up on
Faking it with the NHL’S Golden Boy Chapter 001
***FRAMED***Flora's POV "Oh...fuck...yeah, Sean." My hand slid down my skirt, eyes locked on the magazine in front of me.Two of my fingers slid deep into my underwear and the only witness was Sean Ferrars's glossy face staring back at me from the cover of Hockey Weekly. His jaw was sharp, his sm
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***DRUNKEN CHAOS***Flora's POVI stormed into the lounge bar like a possessed woman, the heavy glass doors swinging shut behind me with a dramatic thud that matched the chaos in my chest. The place was dimly lit, filled with the sound of post-game chatter, clinking glasses, and the occasional burs
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