Pucking Winner (Secret Sports #11)

HE’S THE TEAM CAPTAIN. HE’S MY brOTHER’S ARCH-NEMESIS. AND HE JUST BOUGHT ME.

EZRA

They call me the Iceman. As the Captain of the Blackwood Kodiaks and heir to a billion-dollar empire, I don’t do "feelings." I do control. I track my life on a ledger: Credits and Debits. Wins and Losses.

Amara Vane is a walking Debit. She’s chaotic, spoiled, and the sister of the only goalie I can’t score on. She is strictly off-limits.

But when I find her shivering in my lobby during a blizzard, cut off by her daddy and homeless, I see an opportunity. I need a fake girlfriend to secure my inheritance. She needs a place to stay.

I’ll give her the penthouse. I’ll pay her tuition. But inside these walls, she follows my Protocol.

She thinks this is just a business deal. She has no idea she just signed her soul over to me.

AMARA

I hate Ezra Sterling. I hate his perfect suits, his dead eyes, and the way he looks at me like I’m a problem he needs to solve.

But when my bank accounts hit zero, the devil is the only one offering a lifeline.

The deal was simple: Pretend to date him in public, stay out of his way in private.

But Ezra doesn’t want a roommate. He wants a subject.

He wants to schedule my life. He wants to discipline my attitude.

And the terrifying part? When he whispers “Good Girl” in the dark... I want to let him.

We’re playing a dangerous game. If my brother finds out, I lose my family. If the NCAA finds out, Ezra loses his career.

But the biggest risk isn’t getting caught. It’s realizing that for the first time in my life, I don’t want to be free.

I HAVE TWO CHOICES: FREEZE TO DEATH IN THE SNOW, OR SIGN MY SOUL OVER TO THE HOCKEY TEAM’S CAPTAIN.

GRAHAM VANE

They call him "The Governor."

He’s the Captain of the Sentinels. The heir to a political dynasty. A control freak who treats the ice like a chessboard and people like pawns.

He hates mess. He hates noise. And he absolutely hates me.

To him, I’m just the spoiled daughter of the Team Owner—a liability in a gold dress.

But when my father cuts me off and leaves me homeless in a blizzard, Graham doesn’t leave me to die.

He offers me a key to his penthouse.

But the Governor doesn’t do charity. He does transactions.

The price? A contract.

I cook. I clean. I obey his rules.

And I absolutely, under no circumstances, touch the landlord.

FAYE ALLISTER

I was the princess of Aspen until my credit cards stopped working.

Now, I’m the maid in Graham Vane’s glass fortress.

I thought I could handle him. I thought I could push his buttons until he kicked me out.

I was wrong.

Because when I act out, Graham doesn’t get angry. He gets even.

He wants to tame me. He wants to break down my walls until I’m begging for his praise.

We’re playing a dangerous game behind closed doors.

If my father finds out, Graham loses his career.

If I fall in love, I lose myself.

The contract says we’re just roommates.