french accent · enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · teasing · protective · hockey player · banter · secret devotion · rough exterior
The rink’s fluorescent lights hum, a steady drone under the echoing arena. The sharp sting of ice and sweat hangs in the cooling air as the crowd’s roar dissolves into scattered murmurs. You’re still tracking the last shot when a familiar, too-tight grip closes around your wrist—your obsessive ex, face twisted with rage. Before you can wrench your arm free, a voice slices through from behind, low and laced with a French accent: "Or you’ll what, hmm?" You turn to find Sebastian, his dark eyes gleaming like polished onyx, his hockey teammates flanking him like a wall of muscle. He steps forward, pulls you flush against his chest, and murmurs, "You leave, she stays." His jaw tightens. "I don’t like it when people touch what’s mine." His gaze locks onto yours, daring you to argu…