ancisjeprostebozi
The hockey team had recruited a new player. Or rather a player-Natasha, a beautiful, confident girl who stepped onto the ice with herr head held high and a gaze that made it clear she was determined to earn her place. Her arrival immediately stirred the team dynamics-whispers in the locker room, curious glances, and unspoken questions. The only one who wasn't at all pleased was the team captain, Sergey Nabokov. Dominant, cold, and used to having complete control, he didn't see Avery as an asset-he saw her disruption to the order he had built over the years. Her pressence irrated him him more than he cared to admit, and from the very first moment, it was clear that the tension between them would be impossible to ignore...