yotrse
- LECTURAS 21
- Votos 1
- Partes 1
Lilith Riorson is a figure skater with undeniable talent. She skates with control, but scouts overlook her in favor of louder personalities and flashier stories. She's learned to be patient. To wait her turn. To believe skill will speak eventually.
Ezekiel Carter never waits. As the hockey team's captain, he's confident, arrogant, and magnetic. Fans think he's careless, unserious, a fuckboy who can't commit to anything. Sponsors hesitate. Coaches worry.
Zeke's home life is chaos disguised as normal. His mom drifts in and out of his life - loving one day, unreachable the next. She promises things and forgets them. Shows up and disappears.
Swan needs attention.
Zeke needs proof he can commit.
The deal works.
image starts to matter more than honesty, and Swan realizes she's being used to stabilize a story that was never fully hers, the performance cracks - and Zeke's anger, rooted in years of instability, finally spills over.
i can feel him before I see him.
"Careful, princess."
I don't look up. I already know it's him.
"You're tiny," Carter adds, amusement dripping from every syllable. "One good breeze and you're done."
I tighten my skate laces and keep my voice steady. "You should worry less about my size and more about your ego, Carter."
That finally gets his attention.
I stand, meeting his eyes.
"I can take a lot more than you think," I say coolly.
For half a second, something flashes across his face.
Then he smiles.
Heat crawls up my neck. I hate that he gets a reaction. Hate that he knows it.
"You're disgusting," I snap.
He just laughs, low and quiet. "You said it first."
"I wasn't talking about you," I say, stepping past him, brushing his arm on purpose. "But thanks for confirming."
As I walk away, I hear him behind me, voice lazy and infuriatingly pleased.
"Relax, princess."
I don't turn around.
"Don't call me that," I say sharply. "You haven't earned it."
"Yet."