The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 100

My heart raced like a runaway train as I stood outside the discreet hotel room, fear and determination churning within me like a stormy sea. This was it–the culmination of months of careful planning and nerve–wracking risks.

I took a deep breath, adjusting the recorder taped to my thigh, its weight growing heavier with each step.

Lucas was situated in the room across the hall, silently waiting to intervene if things took a dangerous

turn. I nodded at him, gratitude pooling in my chest for his unwavering support. We had come too far to let anything go wrong now.

Aria and the authorities were right outside, also ready to step in if anything went wrong. I was still on my own up in that cramped little hallway. It was a risky dance, but it was the only way to expose Bruce.

I pushed open the door to the hotel room, my heart pounding as I stepped inside. Bruce was already there, lounging casually as if he held all the cards. His smug smile sent a shiver down my spine, but I couldn’t afford to falter.

I had to stay strong.

“Evie, my dear, you’re looking positively radiant,” Bruce purred, his eyes raking over me with unsettling intensity. He moved closer, and I fought to keep my composure as he got overly touchy, his hands brushing against my arm in a way that made my skin crawl.

I forced a smile, my fingers trembling slightly as I brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “Can we just get this over with?”

His arrogant grin widened, as if he believed he had already won. “Ah, someone’s eager.”

As he leaned in, his breath hot against my ear, I felt my stomach churn. But I couldn’t let my fear show. With every word I chose, I had to play the part perfectly, extracting the information we needed without arousing his suspicions.

The hotel room exuded an atmosphere of concealed malevolence. The air was

thick with tension as

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Bruce and I faced each other, locked in a dangerous dance of wills. I despised every moment I was forced to be in his presence, but I’d learned that survival requires embracing the role I’d chosen.

my spine as he gestured toward the small table adorned with a

very thought of sharing a drink with him made my stomach

watch the deep crimson liquid cascade into the glass. As he handed me the glass, his fingers brushed against mine, and

he proposed, lifting his

a thousand

his belief that he’d finally cornered me. He took a step closer

rightfully mine,”

swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the stem of the glass. I wanted nothing more than to slam the glass against his smug face, but I knew that would only lead to disaster. Instead, I

echoed,

in his eyes. The tension in the room was frightening, an electrifying

shot out, his grip like iron as he seized my arm. Panic surged through me as he pulled me toward him, his strength overpowering. The wine glasses. tumbled from our hands, crashing to the floor

found myself on the bed, the

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air, mingling with the fear that clenched at my throat. Bruce loomed over me, his weight pinning me down as his fingers

he hissed, his breath hot

his grip, my heart racing as I tried to wriggle free. “Let go of

laughter was chilling, a sound that echoed with the darkness that resided within him. “You think you can just

twisted game of manipulation, but I know that reasoning with him is futile. My only chance was to

him. off guard. His grip loosened just enough for me to slip

scrambled to my feet, every fiber of my being

breath ragged as I met his. gaze with defiance. “You can’t control me anymore,

with rage. I braced

down below. Blue and red lights flashed across the windows, growing brighter by the second.

Lucas rushed in. “Keep your hands off of her!” he

seems to freeze then. Outnumbered, Bruce’s arrogance was

is a whirlwind of chaos as Lucas propelled toward Bruce, only for the other man to dodge him swiftly. As

Bruce!” I cried out, and against my

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of footsteps. Bruce’s eyes widened in