All Chapters of Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Kane Hau Alexander's POVTokyo was exhausting. It wasn't because of the city itself. Tokyo was beautiful. The streets were clean, the skyline glittered at night, and everything moved with a precision that fascinated me.The exhausting part was my family. I had flown halfway across the world hoping for a little peace, only for my mother to ruin it within forty-eight hours.One phone call, that was all it took. The next thing I knew, my siblings had somehow discovered which hotel I was staying in, what meetings I was attending, and probably what I had eaten for breakfast.Apparently, privacy was a foreign concept in the Williams-Hau’ family.By the end of the week, I was ready to leave. I stepped out of the car and adjusted my jacket while staring at the towering glass building in front of me.The meeting with my grandfather had finally ended for now. My grandfather tried convincing me to stay in Tokyo longer, but I disagreed. I was tired of hearing his voice and seeing his stupid face

Flashback to days ago continues:Daniel's POVSaying I was happy about the situation would have been a lie. The truth was much uglier, I felt stupid.I wasn't angry or feeling betrayed. Just stupid.For months, maybe years, I'd suspected there was something going on between Ethan and Kane. I had seen the way they looked at each other when they thought nobody was paying attention. I had caught them talking after matches. Hell, I'd even seen Ethan sneaking into Kane's hotel more than once.The signs had always been there. I just never wanted them to be true.It was easier pretending I was imagining things than admitting that the person I liked might already belong to someone else.I hadn't intended to follow Ethan and Carl. At least, not at first.Back at training, something had felt off. Ethan looked nervous, and Carl kept hovering around him like an overprotective bodyguard.I'd watched enough people bully Ethan to know when he was uncomfortable.Even though I was still annoyed that h

Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVThe sound of my hand hitting Kane’s face echoed in the locker room like a gunshot.For a second, nobody moved. Not Kane. Not Carl. Not even Daniel, who was still half-hunched against the lockers with blood on his mouth.Kane didn’t react. He didn’t raise his hand. Didn’t flinch. He just stood there, his head turned slightly from the impact, one cheek already flushing red. His eyes stayed on me.Cold. Empty. Like he’d been expecting this. Like he deserved it, and that made it worse.“Ethan—” Carl started, but I cut him off with a look.“Carl, I got this,” I spat. My voice shook. Not from fear. From everything I’d been swallowing for weeks. “This doesn’t involve you.”Kane still hadn’t said anything. He just stared at me like he was memorizing the way I looked when I was angry. Like he was taking notes for the next time he decided to disappear.And that look on his face was what broke me.“You think you get to decide what I can handle?” The words tore out of

Kane Hau Alexander's POV “Daniel and Carl will survive,” I said, trying to anchor my voice with a confidence I didn't entirely feel. Ethan didn't buy it. He narrowed his eyes, tracking the slight movement of my hands. “You sound too certain. Don't tell me you're planning something mischievous again.” I pulled off a flawless blank stare, feigning ignorance. “Mischievous? What exactly do I know that I'd want to plan?” Ethan let out a breathy, skeptical laugh but let it drop. He leaned back, his gaze searching mine. “Why don't you want Carl to date, Daniel? Are you scared that Carl will abandon you and you'll be left all alone?” A sharp laugh barked out of my throat before I could stop it. “Abandon me? Carl?” I paused, shaking my head as the absurdity of it settled. “Honestly? I wouldn't mind if he did. I've been the one looking after him for decades, Oli. I'm exhausted.” Ethan’s expression softened, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “That's good. Because I think they

FLASHBACK – A FEW MONTHS AGOKane Hau Alexander’s POV“Fuck! Harder!” Ethan groaned, voice all rough and desperate. “Fuck me harder, you asshole!”I gripped his hips tighter and slammed in deeper, giving him exactly what he was begging for. His hands were white-knuckling the back of my chair, like it was the only thing keeping him from falling apart. The room was pitch dark except for the glow from the city lights sneaking through the blinds. We were both covered in sweat, skin slick, and the only sounds were our heavy breathing and the wet slap of my dick sliding in and out of his ass.I reached around, wrapped my hand around his cock, and squeezed it hard. He hissed, body jerking a little, but he pushed back against me like he wanted more.This all started because Team Canada got crushed by us earlier that night. Before the game we made that dumb bet: if they won, I’d be his sex slave for the night. If we won, he’d be mine. Ethan was so cocky and he kept talking shit that his team w