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Playboy

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"Open wide, Golden Boy. I know you’ve been imagining sucking my c*ck in your head the entire practice." ​The cold floor of the locker room is bruising my knees, but it’s nothing compared to the grip Michael Rossi has on my hair. My mouth is stretched tight around his c*ck, my heart hammering against my ribs in a rhythm of pure, unadulterated shame. I’m the star defenseman for the Knights, the disciplined, untouchable Axel Thorne, and yet here I am, choking on the pride of my greatest enemy while he talks to me like I’m his favorite toy. ~~~~~~~ They call Michael Rossi the “Menace,” and for once, the media isn't exaggerating. He’s the jagged edge of the Rebels’ front line,a dirty, arrogant prick with a god complex. I’ve hated him since the night he stole my girlfriend just to prove he could. For eighteen months, he’s dismantled my peace, chirping in my ear and checking me into the boards with a smirk. ​Now, a viral "spite kiss" has trapped us in a PR contract. To save my career, I have to be his boyfriend. I’m supposed to play along with the man who ruined my life, but the closer I get, the more I realize the rivalry was just the beginning. ~~~~~~~ ​Axel Thorne is the "Golden Boy", disciplined, loved, and blissfully oblivious. He thinks I’m the villain who stole his girl; he doesn’t realize I only did it to see the look in his eyes. This rivalry was never about the game; it was about obsession. I’ve spent every restless night imagining how it would feel to finally claim him. ​Axel thinks we’re faking it to save our career. He’s wrong. I’m playing a game where he only wins by losing himself to me.

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  • Author: ILIAM
  • Status: Completed
  • Age Rating: 18+
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I was supposed to marry one brother, but I ended up in bed with the other. On the night I caught my fiancé, Marcus, cheating, I was drunk and desperate for revenge. I didn’t care that the man I dragged into that hotel room was his younger brother, Damon Chase—the charming, useless, and notoriously wicked playboy of the Northville elite. It was just revenge. Just one night. But Damon wasn’t content to be a one-night stand. He wanted to be my kept man. “I’ll be good to you, Sylvia,” he’d whisper, his sinful eyes promising pleasure he always delivered. I knew it was a game. I just didn’t know I was the prize he was so carefully plotting to win. He said he was a broke nobody, a lost cause. I was the one who handed him a check for a quarter of a million dollars as his “allowance.” I was the one who believed him when he took a bullet for me. I was the fool who fell for the playboy. Then he served me divorce papers. The game was over. He’d gotten what he wanted—half my inheritance. The passionate lover was gone, replaced by a cold, calculating stranger who told me, “We were just business.” But he forgot one thing: I am Sylvia Hart. I don’t break. I don’t run. I play for keeps. Now he’s changed his mind. He doesn’t want the money. He wants me locked in his mansion, a prisoner of my own marriage. He says he’s not letting go. But he has no idea that the woman he’s holding captive is the one who’s about to tear his whole world apart.

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