LOGINSamantha's POVSamuel is finally in France. It was just me and mom in the house alone. She did try her best so that I don't feel the absence of my brother.It was inevitable. I missed him dearly; he's the only one that brought up discussions about Adrian.Talking about Adrian hurt like hell. It felt like a million jabs of needles through my heart and was left there until I bled out.To be honest, it did. But after I retired to my bed, fresh tears would soak my pillow again.He was my first love, and to be hurt like that by someone I thought would look out for me. There are no words to fully describe my emotions.For the most part, Samuel kept in touch and encouraged me to return to school. As excited as I was to legally play Ice hockey, they weren't getting the full picture.No school wants to accept me as a player. They were willing to overlook the stunt I pulled at Northbrook academy, but I won't be allowed to play hockey."Then there's no point in returning to school," I had told t
Richard Donovan's POVIt wasn't until I watched the news of the NHL declaring my daughter Samantha the first female ice hockey player that I felt the need to go home.The hotel grandeur has been my home for the past two weeks. My wife and son were against me. They didn't want to see things from my perspective.Things were going smoothly until Samantha went ahead to fall for Volkov's son.It wasn't a part of the plan, and she ruined it. She ruined me.I couldn't bring myself to go to my own company. Whispers flew about the incident.Well, none of my employees had the balls to say anything directly to me, but their stares said what their mouths couldn't.I couldn't take it anymore, let alone the paparazzi that flooded my office building daily.Of course I denied knowing anything about it. No other comments were given. I thought home would be the sanctuary, but I couldn't stand staying under the same roof as her.She was supposed to make me proud. I can't begin to imagine what Volkov wou
Zeke's POVI promised myself that I wouldn't get involved with Jenny anymore. At least not sexually, but the way she pushed those lips forward.I tried to steel my body against the softness of hers. I couldn't fight back for long. It only took a minute for me to succumb to her succulent lips.As my hands went up, fingers scratched the side of her uniform shirt to feel her boobs. She pulled away.What could be wrong with her? I thought she wanted this."Someone just saw us.""Huh? Are you seeing things? No one is here.""I saw someone right at the entrance, a guy who looked like Pete."On hearing Pete's name, I dashed for the door.This would not be the first time he's stumbled on Jenny and me. The difference was that he'd have evidence now.And, if my guess was correct, he must be on his way to go tell Adrian what he just saw.My legs skidded through the floor at top speed. I dashed through the doors of the music room.I could hear Jenny calling for me to slow down. I can't slow down.
Jenny's POVI sprayed the candy-scented perfume all over my body aggressively. From head to toe until I started coughing.It clogged my nostrils and choked my lungs.I coughed violently until tears streamed out of my eyes.My legs kicked something off the chair in my room, as I could not see where I was going to.Kayla just stepped out of the bathroom and rushed to open the windows for air. She also turned on the fan to the highest."Jesus Christ, Jenny, what the hell is wrong with you?" She coughed."Are you trying to commit suicide with your perfume or what?"I was still coughing hard. She helped me to the chair and offered some water."Drink this before you cough to your death. What got into you?"She put the bottle close to my lips. My head fell back as I took a gulp."Whew!" I wiped my teary eyes."You still haven't answered me, though. Why did you spray so much perfume on your body?""It's for Adrian. I used it when we first met, and he has never failed to compliment me whenever
Samantha's POVThe NHL sent me a mail, requesting a meeting. It wasn't a request that I could just turn down. I must go.Deep down in me, when I agreed to pose as my brother at Northbrook Academy, I knew there would be dire consequences. I was just too overwhelmed by the excitement to actually play again that I did not stop to think about it.As time went by in Northbrook Academy, I realised that I wanted to play as myself, not stay hidden in the identity of my brother.It blew up in my face. Which was bound to happen, I just didn't expect it to come out the way it did.I have always visualised getting caught in a grand manner. Maybe my hair would have grown longer.Someone would hit me on the ice, and the helmet would fall off, revealing my long hair.Something more dramatic and not really tragic.Well, dreams don't always come the way we want them to.Some actualize it as a nightmare, just like mine did.One of my fears of facing the NHL board was getting locked up in a cell.Samuel
Zeke's POV.I keep staring at the bold numbers on the surface of my phone screen, my finger trembling, as I cannot muster the urge to just click on it.Arghhhhhhhh, the guilt eating away at my conscience would not allow me to place this call.This was the perfect time to do so, while I was away in the locker room, I had been assigned a new roommate ever since Samantha left, and I had no privacy to do the things I casually did.Not that that mattered to my roommate; it was actually me feeling too guilty to call her.I got what I wanted from Jenny's evil scheme, Samantha and Adrian's breakup. But I didn't want her to leave. Things escalated out of my control.There was nothing I could do. It was either I protected her, which would have been of no use.Her secret was out already. There was nothing anyone could do about it.I couldn't defend her. It would have got me in trouble and exposed that I actually was the one sending those messages.Things would have gone from bad to worse really
Samantha's POVThe shouts from the crowd were as deafening as a thunderbolt.After the wild game with the bull dogs, I could feel myself being thrown in the air alongside Adrian.We fucking did it and it was awesome. I've never felt so much adrenaline pump through my body at the same timeIt felt d
Adrian's pov.The slap Donovan dealt me was soft, yet it stung. What really busted my senses was not the slap.It was the feeling of my hand on his chest, soft and plush, like a boob.Even the way he screamed.I blinked back to reality as he clutched his chest, something a guy wouldn't do.“Hold on
Samantha's POVIt was time to redirect my focus on the important thing that brought me here, hockey.Zeke was beginning to be an unwanted distraction. Seeing him with Sharon only stirred up negative feelings within me.If I start training with Adrian, I should forget about whatever is making my ins
Samantha's POVNow that things with Adrian were a little less complicated, hell, he was going to be my personal trainer.All that remained was to find Zeke and set things straight.We've not really had a chance to talk properly since he got pissed.Most times when he passed, he would give a curt no







