My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

But why? Could it really have been Mila who did it? And if so, what should I do?

I wanted to tell Tim, but right now, I wasn't so sure. I needed some time to think. After all, my career was on the line; and I couldn't afford to be one of those people who had a smear campaign started against me.

No, I needed to think about this rationally. But first, I needed to worry about Nina, about our child.

I was lost in my thoughts when there was a knock on the door of my hotel room. I hurriedly finished packing and went to answer it, not expecting to find anyone there other than housekeeping.

But to my surprise, it was...

"Good morning, Enzo."

"Mila? What are you doing here?"

painted red. The lipstick still looked wet and fresh, like she had just put it on." Tim asked me to drive you to the airport," she said, folding her arms across her chest. "He didn't tell

brow, finding Tim's request rather unusual. "He didn't mention it," I said, a hint of suspicion in my voice. "But I can take a cab or an

I'm here to make sure you get to the

that arguing further would be futile. "Alright, Mila,"

the atmosphere in the car was tense. I couldn't help but feel that something was off, that there was more to this situation than met the

as I stared out of the window. Finally, the

are," she said with a grin.

the back seat. "Yeah, I'm looking forward to going home," I said. "To see my-" But then it happened. As I was turning toward the back seat to grab my jacket, Mila suddenly leaned closer,

She kissed me.

much as a second thought. But I pushed her with more force than I intended, and

her forehead, and I immediately felt a wave of panic wash over me. "Shit. Mila, I'm so sorry," I exclaimed, reaching for a tissue

my wrist was far stronger than it should have been, and