Logan
The news reached me before breakfast.
I was standing in the kitchen of my penthouse, waiting for the coffee machine to finish, when my phone lit up with three messages from Derek, two from my coach, and a headline from one of the sports accounts I followed.
CHASE RYDER SUSPENDED FOR ONE GAME AFTER HALLWAY ALTERCATION.
For several seconds, I simply stared.
Then I smiled.
One game.
A heavy fine.
A disciplinary warning.
It was not enough to destroy him, but it was something.
The first visible c***k in the perfect image Chase had spent years protecting.
I opened the article and watched the blurry hallway footage again. Chase moved into the frame with anger written across his entire body. He grabbed Tyler first. He threw the first punch. Security rushed in while everyone shoute
