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Beyond My Control
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Complete, First published Oct 23
Mature
Luca Moretti was supposed to be a legend - until a career-ending injury turned the league's most feared forward into its coldest coach. Discipline is all he has left, and he wields it like a weapon. The players respect him. The press fears him. And behind closed doors, control isn't just his reputation - it's his release.

Isola Ren never planned to come back to the sport that destroyed her family. But when she's hired as the team's new physical therapist, she finds herself face-to-face with the man whose name once filled her brother's stories. Luca Moretti. Arrogant. Commanding. Off-limits.

Their first clash sparks more than anger. His warning is low and dangerous: "Careful, little girl. I break the ones who talk back."
She should walk away. She doesn't.

In a world where pain and passion skate the same thin ice, control becomes the most dangerous game of all. And when secrets from the past resurface, both will have to decide what they're willing to risk - for forgiveness, for obsession, and for something that feels a lot like love.

A dark, age-gap hockey romance full of tension, obsession, and the kind of heat that burns slow and deep.
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