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2026-06-10 02:07:20
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My Hockey Temptation Invitation
Third Person POVEthan arrived at the newsroom.Phones rang in the distance. Keyboards clattered in a rhythm that never quite synced. Ethan moved through it all unconsciously, his mind far away from there.His eyes scanned the rows of desks, searching for one face in particular. The morning coffee he had picked up on his way in was growing cold in his hand, but he didn't notice. His mind was elsewhere.But he pushed all of that aside as he approached Aria's cubicle.The space was empty.Her laptop was closed, and her chair was pushed in. He frowned, glancing around the newsroom.Maya was at her desk, typing furiously. James was nowhere to be seen. Ethan turned, about to head back to his own desk, when a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks."Ethan!"He closed his eyes briefly.Then he turned, forcing a neutral expression onto his face.Valentina was walking toward him, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Her smile was so wide.She stopped in front of him, close enoug
My Hockey Temptation Called
Aria POVThe newsroom was already buzzing when I walked through the glass doors that morning.I moved through the familiar chaos on autopilot, my bag slung over one shoulder, my mind still half-stuck on everything that had happened over the past few days.Mason's face in the park. The way his lips had felt against mine. I shook my head, forcing the thoughts away.*Focus, Aria. You're at work. You have a job to do.*I passed by Maya's desk, and she looked up from her screen, offering a small wave. I returned it with a tired smile."Morning, Bennett," she called out. "You look like you actually slept well, you are looking very pretty today.""Don't jinx it," I replied, keeping my voice light. "The universe might hear you and decide to punish me."Maya laughed, turning back to her work.I continued walking, nodding at James as he passed by with a stack of papers that looked like they were about to topple over. He grunted something that might have been a greeting, and I chuckled quietly
My Hockey Temptation Disappointed
Mason's POVI left very early to go to a bar.This bar was the kind of place Coach Lawson loved. He loves coming here early in the morning. It was tucked away on a side street that most people wouldn't notice, it smelled like old wood and spilled whiskey. I'd been here a few times before, usually after games. My coach had brought me here multiple times , especially when I was still young and stupid and thought I knew everything. He'd told me then that this was his spot, his sanctuary, the one place where he could escape from the noise of his life.I was hoping it would be my sanctuary too.The door creaked as I pushed it open, and the bartender glanced up, recognizing me immediately. He nodded toward the back corner, where a familiar silhouette was hunched over a glass.Coach Lawson.I walked toward him, my footsteps heavy on the worn wooden floor. He didn't look up when I approached. He just sat there, staring at the amber liquid in his glass like it held all the answers."Coach,"
My Hockey Temptation A Father’s Shadow
Third Person POVThe elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and Jeffrey stepped out into the penthouse hallway.His shoulders were tight, his jaw clenched, his entire body humming with the kind of exhaustion that came from a long day of practice.His suit jacket was slung over one arm, his tie loosened, his shirt untucked.But the moment he unlocked the door and stepped inside, he knew he wasn't going to get what he wanted.The lights were on.Every single one of them.And his father was sitting in the center of the living room like a king on his throne.Senator William Kyler was a tall man, broad-shouldered and commanding, with the kind of presence that made rooms feel smaller. His silver hair was immaculately styled, his suit impeccable, his posture rigid. He didn't look up when Jeffrey walked in. He just sat there, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes fixed on the city skyline beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows."Six o'clock in the morning," his father said without turni
My Hockey Temptation Confused
"They raised you, and then they spent years tearing you down." I reached over and took her hand. "You've done more than enough for them. You're allowed to take care of yourself now."She squeezed my hand. "When did you get so wise?""Always been wise. You just never listened." I bragged, flapping my hand like a fan.She chuckled. "You're crazy.""You love me like that." I gloated."Someone has to keep you humble."I smiled, feeling some of the tension leave my body. It was good to see her smile again. "Okay," I said, settling back into the couch. "Now that we've dealt with your crisis, I have something to tell you."Brielle raised an eyebrow. "Oh?""Yeah." I took a breath. "I'm having dinner with Mason tomorrow night, and yes, I told you about it but I need your real thoughts on this, not as a friend."“Should it be like an interview setting, where I pretend I don’t know you and ask you some questions.” She looked more excited about this.“Yes, we can have it that way.” I was skeptic
My Hockey Temptation Not Your Burden
Aria POVI had gone to pick up my package but unfortunately the shop had not opened yet when I got there.So I decided to go to Brielle's apartment.The door to Brielle's apartment was slightly ajar.That was the first sign that something was wrong. Brielle was obsessive about locking her door, she'd been robbed once, years ago, and ever since, she'd treated every lock like it was a matter of life and death.I pushed the door open slowly, my heart already starting to race."Brielle?" I called out. "You here?"No answer.I stepped inside and immediately froze.The apartment was a disaster. Clothes were strewn across the floor and everywhere I looked, there were bottles.Wine bottles, liquor bottles. Some empty, some half-full, some still sealed.My stomach dropped. "Brielle?" I called again, my voice sharper this time.A groan came from the bedroom.I crossed the apartment in three quick strides, pushing open the bedroom door.Brielle was sprawled across her bed, still in her clothes
My Hockey Temptation Spilled Coffee
Third Person POVThe afternoon air was a bit crisp.Brielle walked fast, she was already very late as it was. It was mid afternoon and she had still not opened her bar.Her heels clicked against the pavement in a rhythm that matched her mood rushed, she was already irritated with the day before it
My Hockey Temptation Fired
Adrian closed the report.He left his office, and walked down the hall. Past the empty corner office, past the reception desk, even past the elevator banks, toward the bullpen where the lower-level employees worked.He didn't have a reason to go there. His job didn't require it. But he went anyway.
My Hockey Temptation The Story Beneath The Story
Vanessa stepped closer to his desk, close enough that he could see her face clearly, read the expression she was deliberately arranging."You want front-page stories," she whispered. "That's what you keep telling everyone in morning meetings. You want stories that people actually read. Stories that
My Hockey Temptation Deal
I watched her go.Around me, the newsroom slowly returned to life. A copy editor yelled something across the room about a missing fact-check.I exhaled.My hand was shaking slightly. I hadn't noticed until now the adrenaline, the effort of staying calm while someone tried to pick a fight in front
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