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.

as he gestured toward the small table adorned

of sharing a drink with him made my stomach churn, but I forced a

eyes locked onto mine the entire time. I watch the deep crimson liquid cascade into the glass. As he

he proposed, lifting

teeth and raised my glass in return, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. Each sip I

eyes never left mine. I could practically feel his satisfaction, his belief that he’d finally cornered me. He took a

rightfully mine,” he continued,

his smug face, but

new beginnings,” I echoed, my voice

The tension in the room was frightening, an electrifying charge that hung between us like a noose. And then, in

me as he pulled me toward him, his strength overpowering. The wine glasses. tumbled from our hands, crashing to the

on the bed, the fabric beneath

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

games, Evie,” he hissed, his

my heart racing as I tried to wriggle free. “Let

within him. “You think you can just walk

rung hollow. He was the one who had orchestrated this twisted game of manipulation, but I know that reasoning with him is futile. My only chance was

catching him. off guard. His grip loosened just enough for

as I scrambled to my feet, every fiber of my being urging me to

I stood my ground, my breath ragged as I met his. gaze with defiance. “You can’t control me anymore, Bruce. The truth will come out, and you’ll pay for

feet in an instant, his expression twisted with rage. I braced myself for his advance, ready

sirens blared from down below. Blue and red lights flashed across the windows, growing brighter by the second. Tires squealed on

burst open, and Lucas rushed in. “Keep your

freeze then. Outnumbered, Bruce’s arrogance was

the other man to dodge him swiftly. As

I cried out, and against

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the desperate rush of footsteps. Bruce’s eyes widened in shock, his arrogant demeanor having finally eroded.