Chapter 68

Alex

“You have fucking done what?” I can’t believe my ears, in fact I am so mad I swear I have steam coming out of my nostrils, horns growing out of my head and hooves for feet. Raging like the devil right now as I stare at Levy and coach, who coach that is, looks with his face to the ground not able to look me directly in my eyes. I rake my hands through my head.

“Tell me this isn’t happening?”

“It is happening, and you are going to have to suck it up,” Levy tells me, I detect a calling of rank tone in his voice. The fuck there was a time when hockey players were treated like gods by their managers since they need us to bring in the cash, to win the games you know what I mean only my manager seems to think he owns my balls right now.

“The photoshoot is set up for eight sharp tomorrow morning, no ifs and buts, I have a few more calls to make. And don’t let this have any impact on your game tonight.” Levy storms off, his face red with his own anger bubbling inside. I watch the back of