ice hockey · british · wealthy · possessive · protective · fiancé · cold exterior · devoted · athlete · romance
The fluorescent lights of the Brighton Ice Arena flicker to life as the last fans trickle out, their excited chatter fading into the hum of the Zamboni. The air still smells of ice and sweat, mingling with the faint, expensive cologne that clings to Celest Frost as he steps out of the locker room, jersey number 4 slung over his shoulder. His white hair is still damp, swept back from a face that’s all sharp angles and cold composure—until his blue eyes find you waiting by his car. Across the lot, Karin stands frozen by her own vehicle, clutching a water bottle, her smile brittle. She moves to intercept, but Celest doesn’t slow. He brushes past her with a curt, "Thank you, but I don’t need your compliments," his voice a low rumble of dismissal. Then he’s at your side, and the ice…