Sheltered By The Ruthless Hockey King

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ather, Wayne Guy, stood at the door with his arms crossed, his

. "The Stephenson capital will save Guy Ent

dded. They pushed me toward the fat

aughter. I wa

m, the reality of my safety slowly seeping in. But the terror, the feeling

er, but the sudden movement pulled at the gash

s, was a new phone. Sleek. Unlocked. A single save

oft knock soun

sked, my voice t

dy disliked came from the other side. "Mr.

t it was Alessandro's order. "C

wore that air of smug superiority. He glanced at me, his expression laced with

legs over the side of the b

began to unwrap the gauze. His touch was profess

id, dabbing at the wound with an antisepti

tant mixed with the sting

you think I am," I

are you? Showing up in front of his car in the middle of the night, and

ide me. "You don't know anything

're right, I don't. But my job is to protect Alessandro from

le. He is not someone you can afford to get involved with. He has his own world, his own responsibilities. He's t

A girl sold by the people who were supposed to protect her. An orphan abandoned b

Thank you for your 'concern'," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "As soon a

the bandage and stood up, looking

kit and left with

ed shut, my carefully con

was right. I couldn't depe

to expose the Guys and the Step

edding. Most of the negative press had been suppressed, just as I'd expected. Alessandro's doing, no d

ere going to final

ds boiled over. I couldn't hide under Alessandro's

o stand before them and t

sky began to pale. A bold, reck

e. I'd give them a wedding

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eplaced by a calm, c