All Chapters of DANGEROUS ICE: MY HOCKEY NEMESIS IS MY SINFUL OBSESSION: Chapter 141 - Chapter 147

The wide hallway featured large pictures of former hockey champions, and the bright overhead lights reflected off the polished floor. I heard the low murmur of the gathered crowd, and my stomach did not twist with nervous fear this time.I faced a chaotic ambush of shouting reporters outside the college dorm last month, but this official media event felt organized and safe. The sports team controlled the environment, and the heavy security guards stood near the exits to protect the athletes."We will call on specific reporters, and we will avoid anyone who asks rude questions," the manager promised me before we turned the corner. "You just need to look at the person asking the question, and you must project your voice into the microphone.""I will speak loud and clear, and I will keep my answers short," I replied, and I smoothed the front of my team jersey. The manager opened the heavy double doors, and we walked into the massive room filled with seated journalists and tall video came

A young man in the front row suddenly stood up from his metal folding chair, and he held a yellow notepad in his hand. He did not wait for permission to speak, and he pulled the silver microphone close to his mouth.The loud reporter stared at Michael with a challenging look, and he decided to ask a very personal question. The room grew very quiet, and the other journalists stopped typing on their keyboards to listen."My sources claim you rejected the initial rookie offer during your first meeting with the front office last month," the reporter shouted into the microphone. "Is it true you almost gave up this draft pick to stay in-state with your partner?"I stopped breathing for a second, and I felt a cold chill run down my spine. The question felt very intrusive, and I worried the media would try to spin our private lives into a negative scandal for the public.The team manager stepped forward with a deep frown on his face, and he reached out to grab the microphone away from the pod

I knelt on the carpeted floor of the quiet hallway, and I held the small velvet box up to the man I loved. Axel stared at the silver ring shining under the overhead lights, and hot tears spilled down his flushed cheeks.He covered his mouth with his shaking hands, and he let out a loud sob that echoed in the empty corridor. I waited for his verbal answer, and my heart beat fast inside my chest."You are an absolute idiot for doing this today, Michael," Axel cried out, and he wiped the wet tears from his face. "You told the national sports media about our private life, and you almost gave me a heart attack in that crowded room.""I wanted the whole world to know you belong to me, and I did not want to wait another day," I answered him. "I love you a lot, so please tell me your final answer.""Yes, I will marry you," Axel spoke through his happy tears, and he nodded his head several times to confirm his choice. "I will marry you, but I am still mad at you for the public surprise."I let

INTERVIEWThe Setting: A slightly cramped, dimly lit studio office. I am sitting behind a desk piled high with notebooks and coffee cups. Michael and Axel are sitting on a worn-out leather sofa across from me. Michael is leaning back, looking entirely too relaxed, while Axel is trying to adjust his scrubs and look professional.Me (The Writer): "Listen, I am only doing this because my editor forced me to, and quite frankly, I am still recovering from the stress you two put me through. You kept me up until three in the morning for months, Michael, and I haven't forgiven you for that stunt at the press conference. Try to keep the PDA to a minimum, or I swear I will write a scene where you both get food poisoning from that pizza you love so much. Am I understood?"Michael: [He smirks, leaning an arm along the back of the sofa, looking at me with pure amusement.] "You’re the one who put us in these situations, aren't you? If anyone should be apologizing for the stress, I think it’s the pe