The Hot Alpha Basketballer Wants Me!

Sam’s POV I pushed my cleaning cart down the long hallway of Royale Lodge. It was the same routine for me every day, although my mind was never truly here. It was always somewhere else.Somewhere emotional and sad.Two weeks ago, Amelia had stood in the doorway with her arms crossed, her lips twisted in that cruel smile of hers she always wore when she wanted to display her hatred of me.“Pack your things and leave my house, Samantha. I’m tired of feeding you and that bastard child.”She had finally done what she’d always threatened to do. She said I was a burden. That I reminded her too much of my father. That she had enough problems already to care for Clara and I.After everything I did in that house, joggling it all with caring for my little sister, my terminally sick sister after she was abandoned by our heartless stepmother. She didn’t care what she had to do to get us far away from her this time.As I went door to door, the wheels of my cart squeaking softly against the polishe

Sam’s POV The air outside was cold when we stepped out of the bar, but his hand around mine warmed me a bit.His grip was strong and firm. And I didn’t even question him about where we were going, I just let him lead me on.My head spun from the alcohol, but there was something else… something deeper. And ever since I set eyes on him, it seemed to be pulling me toward him like gravity.Neither of us spoke. We didn’t need to. It felt like words would ruin whatever magic we had wrapped around us.A black car waited at a corner. He opened the door for me, and I slid in, my heart racing. The ride was short but quiet, filled with tension so thick I could almost breathe it.I kept stealing small glances at him. But the dark mask still covered half his face and I could see his much of his features. Only his clenched jaws, sharp eyes that burned with something wild in them.When the car stopped, I realized we were in front of a small building.“This is…?” I started.“My place,” he said simpl

Sam’s POV Hours after that beautiful, but much dreaded night I had spent with a total stranger, I tried so much to return to my usual life.The idea of forgetting about my current life conditions and pretending I was someone else hadn’t worked out so well after all. It felt like I had just briefly moved through someone else’s life, and now I had to return to mine.I went back to work at Royale Lodge that morning like nothing had happened. I cleaned the rooms, my mind still hooked on the stranger who seemed to have crawled up under my skin.I smiled politely at everyone, but inside me, everything waschaos. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about him.The masked stranger. My totally unexpected one-night-stand. The way his touch had felt against my skin… like I belonged there.It was like I went on with an invisible string tied to him, which I couldn’t seem to discard. And there was the way my heart behaved… like it had lost something.I’d catch myself turning suddenl

Sam’s POVMy hands were still trembling when I stepped out into the hallway. I didn’t even realize I had taken out my phone until it was already in my hand, Nora’s name staring back at me on the screen.I pressed dial. She picked up almost immediately.“Sam, hey! What’s up?”“Come to the hospital,” I blurted.There was a pause.“…Is Clara okay?” she responded with a more serious tone.“She’s fine,” I said quickly. “Just… just come if you can. Please.”Something in my voice must have told her this wasn’t a joke.“I’m on my way,” she said immediately and hung up.By the time Nora rushed into Clara’s ward, slightly out of breath, I was pacing.“Okay, what is happening?” she demanded, dropping her bag onto the chair. “You scared me half to death.”Clara giggled softly from the bed. “She’s been like this for the past ten minutes.”“I have not,” I muttered, though I definitely had.“Sam,” Nora said, grabbing my shoulders. “What’s the matter girl?”I took a deep breath.“You remember I told

Sam’s POVI couldn’t believe they were all staring at me. Maybe it was my dress. I thought. Riven tried to calm me down. Not that it did anything to help.“Just ignore them. And focus on me.” He said in a deep voice.I looked at him, then took a deep, shaky breath. Everything he did affected me.The waiter appeared almost instantly.“Good evening sir.” The man greeted with great respect, “Great to have you back here.”Riven nodded.“Thank you Smith.”Of course, he has been here before. I couldn’t help but wonder how many of his dates he has bring here.He seemed to immediately read my mind and moved to explain.“I know the owner of the restaurant. We come here with my friends almost every week.”I nodded at that, not sure if I was satisfied with his answer. One thing was true about him there though. Everyone seemed to know him.The strangest thing was how little attention Riven cared to pay to any of it. His focus remained entirely on me.As if nothing else mattered or nobody else exi