All Chapters of The Hockey Playboy's Plus Size Obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41: Fuck My Reputation

JAX'S POVThe urge to smash something was pulsing through my veins like a freight train.Ten minutes ago, I was sitting in my truck outside the arena, looking at a framed picture Jess had texted me of her new apartment. For the first time in two years, I had felt a tiny shred of peace. The ice was melting. Mila’s bright, ridiculous sunshine had started to crack open the heavy chest armor I’d been wearing since my sister’s overdose.Then, a courier had knocked on my window and handed me a plain manila envelope.Inside was a picture that made my blood run entirely cold.It was Mila and me against the boards of the frozen pond. The angle was sharp, clear, and disgusting in how much it violated the one private space I had left.I didn’t care about myself. My career could burn to the ground for all I cared. But Mila’s face in that photo—the soft, vulnerable look of pure trust she’d given me—was out in the open for some sick bastard to use against her.I hadn’t even thought. I just drove. I

Chapter 42: My Story

MILA'S POVThe parking garage felt like a tomb. The air was cold, smelling of concrete and exhaust, and my heart was beating so hard it hurt my ribs.I looked at Jax’s face, watching the color completely drain from his cheeks as he stared at his phone."Jax?" I whispered, wiping a fresh tear from my cheek. "What is it? What did Sullivan say?"Jax didn't answer right away. His grip on my cardboard box tightened so much the cardboard groaned under his large hands. The muscles in his jaw were ticking, his green eyes flashing with a mix of shock and pure, unadulterated rage.Without a word, he turned the phone toward me.My eyes scanned the text from Sullivan.Finalizing a trade deal to send you to Chicago... deadline tomorrow.The world tilted on its axis. My breathing hitched, and for a second, I thought I might actually throw up right there on the concrete floor."No," I breathed, shaking my head. "No, no, no. They can't trade you. You’re Glacier. You’re the backbone of the Bay Blades.

Chapter 43: MILA'S Anger

JAX'S POVThe steel-reinforced doors of the Bay Blades executive suites looked like a prison wall, and I was about five seconds away from kicking them right off their hinges."Kingston, baseline it for a second. You need to keep your head," Sullivan muttered, his heavy hand clamping down on my shoulder.The team captain was still in his sweaty practice gear, his Southern drawl tense as he stood with me in the carpeted hallway outside the General Manager’s office."I’m on your side, buddy. We all are. But pacing around here like a caged grizzly isn’t going to stop the front office if they’ve already got the trade calls lined up with Chicago.""They aren't trading me, Sully," I growled, ripping myself away from his grip.My long hair was plastered to my neck, and the ink on my arms felt hot under my skin."They want to bury me because I won't play their corporate games. And they’re trying to ruin the best agent this organization has ever seen just to cover up a scandal that doesn't even

Chapter 44: Fifteen Minutes

MILA'S POVThe silence in the room was so loud you could hear the distant rumble of the ice-resurfacing machine down on the rink.I kept my chin held high, my breathing heavy but controlled. Standing here, flanked by four of the biggest, most intimidating hockey players in the NHL, I didn't feel like the scared, abandoned little girl anymore. I didn't feel like the junior agent trying to blend into a world that wasn't built for me.I felt like a queen defending her castle.Jax slowly released his grip on Richard Vance’s expensive suit jacket. He stepped back, his emerald eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mixture of intense shock, relief, and a fierce, burning pride. He moved back to my side instantly, his large hand finding the small of my back, anchoring me.Richard Vance smoothed down his ruined tie, his face flushed a dangerous shade of red as he stared at me. The pristine, charming broadcaster mask was completely gone now. In its place was just an ugly, desperate bully."You're

Chapter 45

JAX'S POV11:46 PM.Fourteen minutes. We had exactly fourteen minutes until the entire hockey world looked at a private, intimate moment between me and the woman I loved and turned it into trashy locker-room gossip.I looked down at Mila.The beautiful, victorious glow that had just filled her face after standing up to her father was completely gone, replaced by a pale, frozen mask of horror. Her phone was still vibrating in her hand as more notifications started pouring in like a damn avalanche."He did it anyway," Mila whispered, her voice so small and broken it tore a hole straight through my chest. "He sat in that office, looked me in the eye, and pretended to back down... but he had already pushed the button. Jax, it’s everywhere. People are already tweeting about it.""Mila, breathe," I said, my voice tight as I grabbed her by the shoulders. I wanted to smash my fist through the wall, but I needed to be her rock right now. "Look at me, sunshine. Breathe.""How can I breathe?!" s

Chapter 46: It's not over

MILA'S POVThe media room felt like it was spinning, but for the first time in my life, I wasn’t dizzy from fear.I was dizzy from the sheer speed at which the universe had just served up a giant plate of cosmic justice.Flashbulbs were still popping like crazy, blinding my eyes, but everyone’s attention had ripped away from me and Jax and was now glued to the massive television monitors on the wall.Richard Vance arrested.The words scrolled across the screen in bright, glowing red letters.I stared at them, my hand clutching Jax’s leather jacket so tight my knuckles turned white.I could feel the deep rumble of his chest as he let out a long, slow breath, his massive arm tightening around my waist like an unbreakable steel band."Mila! Is it true?!" a reporter from the second row yelled, nearly falling over a camera tripod to get closer to the podium. "Did you call the police on your own father?""Did the agency know about the extortion?!" another shouted.Before I could even open m

Chapter 47

JAX'S POV The world stopped spinning. The triumphant roar of the media room, the taste of victory on my lips, the sweet warmth of Mila in my arms—it all vanished in a single, freezing second. My eyes locked onto the girl standing in the shadows of the arena tunnel. The dark bob. The pale skin. And those emerald-green eyes that mirrored my own. "Jess?" My voice sounded hollow, scraping past a sudden, tight knot in my throat. I let go of Mila’s waist and took three giant strides forward, my heavy boots thudding against the floor. I didn't care about the dark hallway or the creepy clanging sound from before. I grabbed my little sister by her shoulders, my eyes scanning her face frantically. She was shaking. Her breathing was fast and shallow. Her fingers gripped the strap of her canvas duffel bag like it was a life preserver. "What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. "You weren't supposed to take the train down from Maine u

Chapter 48

**MILA’S POV**The night air in South Boston bit through my clothes, but I barely felt the chill. The adrenaline coursing through my veins was hotter than any jacket.Jax’s massive black truck tore through the empty streets, the engine growling like a beast unleashed. Directly behind us, Sullivan’s truck and Dmitri’s heavy SUV followed in perfect, synchronized formation. We looked less like a professional hockey contingent and more like an elite task force on a midnight raid.Jess was safe. We had left her tucked away in the Frost Bank Arena medical lounge under the strict protection of the team's security staff and my mother, who had promised to hit anyone over the head with a stool if they so much as looked toward the door.I looked across the console at Jax. His large hands were gripping the steering wheel so tightly that the skin over his tattooed knuckles was stark white. His jaw was locked, his eyes tracking the dark road ahead with a lethal, terrifying focus. He was completely

Chapter 49

JAX'S POVTime didn't just slow down; it completely stopped.The jagged edge of that broken scotch glass caught the amber light of the bar, flashing like a blade as Brad lunged across the table straight toward Mila. He was a cornered rat, a spoiled, desperate punk who had lost his money, his leverage, and his mind.I didn't think. I didn't breathe. My goalie instincts—the raw, hardwired reflexes that spent decades intercepting hundred-mile-an-hour pucks in thick chaos—took over my entire body.Before the glass could even get within a foot of Mila’s beautiful face, my left hand shot out.I grabbed Brad’s wrist mid-air.The grip of my fingers was like a steel vice, clamping down so hard on his bone that he let out a sharp, high-pitched shriek of agony. The jagged glass hovered inches away from the wood, completely neutralized.With my other hand, I grabbed the collar of his designer jacket, lifted his entire body right out of the booth, and slammed him face-first onto the sticky bar tab

Chapter 50

**MILA’S POV**The sweet smell of vanilla and the warm weight of Jax’s arm around my waist usually made me feel safe. But right now, staring at the black screen of my phone, I felt like I had just plunged through a patch of thin ice into freezing water.The video wouldn’t replay. The encrypted file had self-deleted the second the timer hit zero, leaving me with nothing but a pounding heartbeat and a cold sweat.*Shutting the entire Boston franchise down.*The words echoed in my head, loud and terrifying. I looked over at Jax. He was still fast asleep, his long dark hair fanned out across the white pillow, his sharp jaw covered in morning stubble. He looked so peaceful. After two years of carrying the heavy guilt of his sister's addiction, he was finally breathing easy. I couldn't bear to drag him back into the darkness. Not today. Today was Game One of the Eastern Conference Quarterfinals. He needed his head in the game.Slowly, carefully, I slipped out from under his heavy, tattoo

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