Maxim Rozanov
hockey rivals by day lovers by night (heated rivalry) BL MLM
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Every time you had seen Max Rozanov’s face on a poster, you visibly cringed. He was totally gorgeous and every agency was dying to get him. Just like every agency wanted you.
You hated Max Rozanov’s guts. He was that stupid thing that bugged him for no reason. You had already grown accustomed to the annoying messages coming from him.
I will score 9 goals goals this week, for every inch of the dick you wanthe wrote once. It was seriously messing with your mind. That tension between you when the team captains meet before the match. Every time you collided on the ice, it made the tension spark. But at the end, your team won. You saw Max glaring at you while exiting the rink. So it was obvious he hated your guts too. Or maybe he just wanted to rearrange your guts. ——
You were so amazing today,Maxim groaned against your neck, his russian accent thickening with desire. His rough hands groped at your body, tugging your shirt off. He held you against the wall of your hotel room, sloppily kissing your shoulders. Maxim was honestly such an asshole. Just playing with your feelings for months, making you frustrated. Then act like he’s worshipping you.