Bound By The Ice God's Contract

Chapter 3

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miserable. A pounding headache and waves of

ill forced myself to go to Stallions headquarters. I couldn't let what happened in

es and the crack of a puck against the boards-morning practice.

iles, trying to look normal. The turtleneck felt like it

the end of the hall, i

hotel. He was a time bomb, and I

hundred thousand dollars was still the

ick of high heels echoed down the hallway. The sound was con

. Babette was dressed in a brand-new Chanel suit, w

ward Beckett's office,

?" I stood up, my voice shaking sl

rfectly made-up face twisted in surpris

She laughed, a high, sharp sound. "Oh, right. I forgot your f

y face blank. "This is the executive floo

the funniest joke she'd ever heard. "I'm here to see

d to pus

tarting to notice, whi

t her see Beckett. I didn't know what kind of relationship they had, but every

ked her path again, my voice

ted her. Her pretty fa

ct like you're somebody!" She raised he

or the impact. The pain in my stomach

slap nev

hen a sharp crack of bone a

ng in front of me, his tall frame a

te's wrist, his grip so tight her sk

ld fury, but his ice-blue

said, his voice low and deadl

th fear. "Beckett... I... sh

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Kora Romance

“After my parents died, the wealthy Hayes family took me in. Their son, Xavier, was my only anchor in this world. But he ruthlessly dumped me to get engaged to Babette, the girl who had bullied me since high school, just for a more advantageous match. To destroy them, I did the unthinkable. I slept with the one man Babette was obsessed with-Beckett Sterling, the terrifying captain of the Chicago Stallions. I ended up signing a humiliating contract, selling myself as his fake girlfriend, forced to live in his gilded cage on call 24/7. When my adoptive family found out about my new connection, they didn't care about my dignity. They lured me to a hypocritical family dinner. "If you could put in a good word for us with Mr. Sterling for our new project, it would be a tremendous help," my adoptive father demanded. "Chloe, I know I was wrong. Please, just give me another chance," Xavier pleaded, just to secure the deal. I stared at their greedy faces, a wave of pure rage washing over me. I realized they never loved me; I was just a piece of charity they could sell out for profit. I smiled coldly, told them our debt was paid in full, and walked out the door. As I got into the taxi heading back to Beckett's penthouse, I wasn't afraid of the devil waiting for me anymore. Because tonight, I finally had nothing left to lose.”