Semua Bab Pucking Forbidden Claim: Bab 171 - Bab 180

Kade POVA sudden knock at the door jolts through the air.I still for half a second, but Rook only groans against my mouth, his fingers gripping tighter like he has no intention of stopping. My hips press harder, chasing that heat between us again, and the knocking grows more insistent.“Mr. Mercer, a neighbor confirmed they saw you entering.” A voice calls from beyond the door.Gritting my teeth, I ignore it, gripping Rook’s hips as I thrust forward. He moans into my mouth, his body quaking beneath mine.“Mr. Mercer!”Frustration boils over as I let out a growl, slowing just enough to catch my breath before pulling away. “Don’t fucking move,” I mutter, pushing myself off the bed.Rook chuckles under his breath, rolling onto his back, completely unbothered. “I’m just curious how many times they have come here while you were at mine,” he smirks, stretching out lazily like we weren’t just interrupted.I yank on a pair of joggers, swiping a hand through my hair before stalking toward th

Kade POVI sent her everything, more than I even kept for myself. Every time she asked, every time she made me feel like it was my responsibility, I just sent the money and didn’t think twice. And now? Now she wants even more?Running a hand through my hair, I exhale through my nose. “She doesn’t even need it. She’s got three fucking jobs.”“She doesn’t care,” Nikolai replies easily, closing the laptop. “It’s not about need, Mercer. It’s about greed. She sees your bank account and thinks she deserves a cut, whether she’s already taken her fill or not.”Rook scoffs, shaking his head. “She’s already taken more than a cut. What the fuck has she even done with it? Because from what I remember, she’s still living in the same trailer park.”My stomach twists. “She told me she was paying off debt. That she was saving up, but the girls needed things.”Nikolai laughs, low and unimpressed. “She was lying.”I blink at him, my hands clenching into fists. “How do you know?”He leans forward, resti

Rook POVLouise’s smile widens. “She’s got a job?” She looks between me and Kade, waiting for confirmation.Kade hesitates for a second, then nods. “Sure does. She’s doing fine. Don’t worry about her.”His mother glares daggers at me, but I fight back the smirk. What? Did she want us to tell Louise the truth? That she was part of the reason Amelia ran away? That she made home unbearable?“So… she’ll call soon then, right?” Louise asks, her hope growing.Kade exhales, shifting slightly. “I don’t know. She didn’t mention anything.”“Yeah, but she said when she had enough money after getting a job, I could visit her. Maybe even stay with her for a while.” Louise beams at him, completely unaware of how her mother is now seething behind her.“You’re not leaving!” His mother’s voice explodes through the room.The second the words leave her mouth, Louise flinches. She looks up at her mother, wide-eyed, like she’s just been slapped in the face.“What do you mean?” she asks quietly, her voice

Kade POVIt’s been a week since I last saw my mother. A week of waiting, thinking she’d eventually give in. But she hasn’t.Nikolai isn’t soft. He’s thrown everything at her legal team, tearing apart every argument they come up with, but she’s still refusing to back down.Now, she’s shifted tactics. It’s not just about money anymore. Now it’s about me—about how I’m dating the people she blames for putting her in a trailer, how it’s traumatized her to see me with them.At that point, I was ready to say screw it and just pay. The last thing I want is for this to drag Rook or Nikolai into the spotlight.Nikolai refused.He was insistent. She has nothing to prove her case. Yeah, there were payments made to his family, but that was when his father was in charge. Those stopped the second Nikolai took over. There’s no evidence linking them to my father’s death either. Nikolai isn’t just some random guy—he’s made sure there’s nothing left for her to use.Her legal team is scrambling, throwing

Kade POVHe catches up to me near center ice, waiting for the next faceoff. “You always hit me that hard, or is this because I didn’t let you finish your coffee this morning?” he smirks.I roll my eyes. “Oh, don’t start...”“Actually, now that I think about it,” he cuts me off, tapping his stick against the ice, “you seemed real moody when I took Harlow from you, too. You getting attached, Mercer?"The puck drops before I can respond, and I immediately get possession, moving fast up the ice. I hear Rook laughing behind me.“Thought so,” he calls after me.I tune him out, focusing on the game. But that doesn’t stop him from running his mouth every chance he gets.When I pull a quick deke past one of his teammates, he whistles. “Damn, that’s smooth. Almost as smooth as when you tripped over the damn baby gate yesterday.”I grit my teeth, chasing him into the defensive zone as he picks up speed.“Watch the stick, Mercer,” he taunts as I poke-check, nearly getting the puck from him. “Woul