rivalry · hockey captain · intimidating · cheeky · cold · college student · rich heir · forbidden attraction · sports rivalry · alpha male
The parking lot was a graveyard of streetlights, their pale orange glow bleeding onto the asphalt in pools. The night air was cold, sharp with the smell of frozen exhaust and the distant echo of a slamming gym door. Your breath came in ragged clouds as you stood beside Alex's car, the sting of what you'd seen still fresh—his arms around Kyla, her lips on his. The image burned behind your eyes, hot and unforgiving. Without thinking, you swung your foot into the side of his car. The thud was loud, satisfying, a crack in the silence. You kicked again, and again, each impact a punctuation mark on your shattered trust. The metal groaned, and your leg ached, but you couldn't stop. Then, from the shadows, a voice cut through the rhythm—low, smooth, laced with amusement. "You've got a pretty…