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Pucking Forbidden Claim His Help
Kade POVI don’t know how to breathe anymore. Every inhale feels like it gets stuck somewhere in my chest, too shallow, too tight, like there’s not enough space inside me for oxygen anymore. My hands are in my hair, pressing against my scalp, trying to ground myself, but it’s not working.Rook is next to me. Not speaking, not touching me, he's just there. And it pisses me off because I don’t know what I want. I don’t know what I need. I feel like I’m fucking drowning.“You gonna sit there all night?” His voice is softer than I expect, and that’s worse. I don’t need soft. I need something to hurt.I let out a breath, finally dropping my hands, forcing myself to sit up. My body still feels off, heavy with exhaustion and alcohol and something darker I don’t want to name.“I should go home,” I mutter, but even I don’t believe the words as they come out of my mouth.Rook snorts, shaking his head. “Yeah? And then what? Drink yourself into a blackout? Find another guy to pin you against a wal
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Kade POVI don’t know what the fuck I’m doing here. I don’t know how I ended up like this, tangled in this fucked-up, messy, confusing thing with him, but I do know that for the first time since everything went to hell, I don’t feel like I’m suffocating.“Are you actually asleep, or are you just ignoring me?” His voice is quiet, but there’s something in his tone is teasing and familiar.I sigh, not opening my eyes. “If I was asleep, you’d be waking me up just to be an asshole, wouldn’t you?”He chuckles, and I feel him shift, rolling onto his side to face me. “You know me so well.”“Unfortunately.”“You’re lucky I have a soft spot for you, Mercer. Otherwise, I’d kick your ungrateful ass out of my bed.”I finally roll onto my back, turning my head to look at him. He’s grinning like he’s got me exactly where he wants me. Fucking bastard.“You don’t have a soft spot for me,” I mutter, shaking my head.“Mm, no? Then why the fuck are you still here?”I open my mouth, then close it. Good qu
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Kade POVHe leans in, his nose brushing mine, his lips just barely touching. “You like this,” he murmurs, rocking his hips just enough to make me curse under my breath. “You like being under me.”I don’t...but I also fucking do. God, I don’t fucking know anymore.His hand moves between us, fingers sliding under my waistband, and I should stop this, but I don’t. His touch is firm, skilled, too fucking good, and my brain shuts off completely.“Say it,” he whispers, dragging his lips down my throat. “Say you want this.”I hate him, and I hate myself but I don’t stop him and when he grips me, stroking slow, teasing, I groan, my head falling back.He smirks against my skin. “That’s what I thought.”I lose myself completely. I should stop this. I should push him off. I should be stronger, should have the willpower to shove him away and walk the fuck out. But my body betrays me, my mind betrays me.I’m fucking weak. His fingers move with expert precision, teasing and dragging just enough to
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Kade POV I push off the bed, ignoring the dull ache in my muscles, the lingering heat under my skin, the way his eyes track every move I make like he’s still not done with me.“I need a shower,” I mutter, heading toward the bathroom before he can say something else that will make me want to strangle him or kiss him again.“Take your time,” he calls after me, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “I’ll be right here, waiting for round two.”I swear to fucking God, I’m going to kill him.The water is scorching, the heat hitting my skin in a way that should hurt, but it doesn’t. Instead, it seeps in deep, loosening my muscles, washing away the soreness, the tension, the weight of everything pressing down on me.For the first time in what feels like forever, my body feels good. The ache in my ribs fades under the pressure of the steam, the stiffness in my limbs easing as the heat wraps around me, soothing, numbing, taking away all the shit clogging up my head.My lips twitch slightly, a
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Rook POVKade’s been in there too long.I stretch out on the bed, waiting, giving him space, but minutes pass, and something feels off. My eyes flicker toward the window, the memory of him climbing out last time still fresh, and annoyance flares through me. If he ran again, I swear to fucking god.Pushing up, I stride toward the bathroom, not bothering to knock as I push the door open. The steam is thick, clinging to every surface, but through it, I see him, still standing under the water, his back to me, his hands braced against the tile like the only thing keeping him upright is the goddamn wall.Smirking, I lean against the doorframe. “I thought you had run again,” I say, waiting for some smart-ass remark, but he doesn’t say anything.My smirk fades and I step inside, closing the door behind me, stripping off my shirt as I move toward him. Something isn’t right. I know it.Without a word, I drop the rest of my clothes and step into the shower, the water scorching against my skin, b
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Rook POVI’ll take it. For now.We get dried off in silence, the only sound is the occasional rustle of towels against skin, the distant hum of the house settling, and the steady rhythm of Kade’s breathing. He moves slower than usual, dragging the towel through his hair, rolling his shoulders like he’s still trying to shake something off, but at least he’s moving.That’s a start. I toss my towel aside, grabbing a clean pair of sweats and pulling them on before turning to face him. “Get dressed,” I tell him, reaching for a shirt.He snorts under his breath. “I am, fuckhead.”I smirk, leaning against the dresser, watching him pull on his clothes like it’s the most exhausting thing he’s ever done. “Is that the best you can come up with, Mercer?”He glares at me, shoving his arms into his hoodie. “What do you want, a fucking poetry recital?”“Would be nice. Maybe something a little more creative. I mean, ‘fuckhead’? C’mon. You’ve got an extensive vocabulary of insults, and that’s what you
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Rook POVI hand him a stick and a puck once we step onto the ice, and he stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.“I’m not meant to fucking play,” he states, crossing his arms over his chest.I raise an eyebrow. “Oh, you enjoy killing men, but breaking the rules of hockey time-out is scary?”He exhales sharply, shaking his head, but there’s the smallest twitch at the corner of his mouth. “You’re a dick.”“And yet, here you are.” I tap my stick against the ice. “Come on, Mercer. Just a little. No one’s watching. What, are you afraid of getting grounded?”His jaw clenches, but I see it, the way his fingers flex slightly around his stick. He wants this. He wants to move, to feel the ice beneath him, to play.I drop the puck and glide backward. “First to score three wins.”He scoffs. “Wins what?”I smirk. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”For a second, he hesitates, but then something in him gives, and he pushes forward, taking the bait.And then it happens. He laughs, a real laugh.Not a scoff. N
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Kade POVI sit in the car next to Rook, staring out the window in silence. I could have won. Yeah, my body was exhausted, my ribs ached with every breath, but I could have won.At some point, though, I let go.I don’t know if it was because I wanted an excuse not to fight him for once or because the thought of going home, looking my mom and sisters in the eye, knowing I killed two men, feels wrong.So he won. I didn’t make it obvious, just started slowing down, let the ache in my ribs take more control, winced when I knew he was watching. He thought I was slacking. He believed I lost because of the pain, not because I let it happen.I sigh, rubbing a hand down my face, glancing around. “Where the fuck are we going, Rook?”“Your team’s playing,” he says, eyes still on the road. “Figured you should be there, keep them motivated. Kick their asses into gear. You might not be able to play, but you can still throw abuse at them for being shit.” His lips curl into that smug smirk of his, lik
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Her Foolishness
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Playing The Game
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Pucking Forbidden Claim A Mess
Kade POVThe clock on the wall reads just past two in the morning, but neither of us has moved from our seats. The only sound in the room is the faint hum of the security system and the occasional click as Nikolai skips through the footage frame by frame.I lean forward, elbows on my knees, staring at the screen. We have been at this for hours, combing through every angle, every possible lead, trying to figure out who the hell took the shipment.“Pause it,” Nikolai says suddenly, his voice sharp. My eyes snap to him as he leans in. “Zoom in on that.”One of the men in the frame shifts slightly, turning just enough for the camera to catch his profile. The image is grainy, but it is enough.Nikolai exhales through his nose, his expression unreadable. “That'ss Declan Voss.”I recognize the name the second he says it.Declan doesn't live here. He is from out of town, from another city and doesn't come h
Pucking Forbidden Claim Offering Help
Rook POV“Is there anything I can do?”He shrugs slightly. “Until we get a name of who took the shipment, nothing can be done. Then it is up to Kade.”I roll my eyes.“Are you really not going to ask him?” He leans back and laughs.“No.” I will not ask Kade if there is anything I can do.“Why?”“Because I told him if he needs me, he should ask, and I will be there instantly. So me asking if there is anything I can do to help him is unnecessary. It also makes it sound like I am checking in on him or trying to say he cannot handle it alone.”He laughs and lifts his glass. “You are delusional if that is what you really think.”“Maybe he would not, but that is how I feel.” I rub my face, feeling exhaustion pull at me.“Look, I am going to see him. Go to bed and get some sleep.”I watch him stand and grab his jacket. “Why are you going? You do not need to.”“Because you are worried about him and will not
Pucking Forbidden Claim His Business Issue
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Small Things
Kade POVI’m late, and I can’t afford to stay in bed with Rook any longer. “I need to move,” I murmur, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before slipping out of bed and heading straight for the shower. I hear him moving around the room, and moments later, he joins me.“When I said I’m late, I meant I need to get going,” I say, turning to face him.Rook just shrugs like it’s nothing. “You’re fine. My dad said he’d keep things moving and let you sleep.” His gaze locks onto mine, waiting for me to argue. “So slow the hell down and actually spend time with me. Or is this just going to be a case of you fucking me and running off after like always?”I tilt my head, frowning. “You know that’s bullshit.” The words come out firm, meant to be the truth, but even I know there’s some weight to what he’s saying. More often than not, I barely stick around for five minutes after.Rook leans into me, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. “So, what’s
