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Jane runs her finger across his cheek with a warm smile.
"Ilya, listen to me. You did your best, and that's all that matters. "
He stopped for a moment, staring down at her.
He needed someone to say this.
And it came from her. From Jane Hollander.
All that is running through his mind is:
"Ya Tebya lyublyu."
But he couldn't say it to her.
And it kills him...
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Jane Hollander is starting her career in the Women's Major League Hockey, and she is fucking determined to prove herself to the world. She's also the neurotic overachiever, who is extremely anxious and "boring."
She is always in a good mood - except when she's around Ilya Rozanov.
From the moment she faceplanted into the intimidating Russian hockey player with the cheekbones of Greek god, she despised him.
Ilya Rozanov. Intimidating, but a total ladies' man.
He always seems to find a way of getting under his opponents' skins. He is starting his professional hockey career, being known as "one of the best prospects in the world." The only way to describe him is intimidating and cocky. Ilya is already starting his career with an enemy - it's a WMLH player, Jane Hollander.
From the moment he walked into the annoyed yet positive rookie with flawless skin and freckles scattered across her smooth, delicate skin, he despised her.
They became enemies....
Rivals.
One thing that they didn't expect happened:
They fell in love...
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