Power Play
He’s the team’s enforcer—scarred, gruff, and untouchable. She’s the coach’s daughter—off-limits, infuriating, and impossible to ignore.
On the ice, I’m built for battle, my scars a warning to anyone who dares get too close. Off the ice, I am just as guarded, convinced love is nothing but drama I don’t need. Bianca is the last person I should want—spoiled, privileged, and protected by the one man I can’t cross.
But every clash between us sparks fire. Every argument feels like foreplay. And the more we fight, the harder it becomes to deny the pull between us.
Rules say she’s forbidden. My heart says it’s inevitable.
And when hate blurs into something dangerously close to desire, neither of us can pretend anymore.
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