All Chapters of Captivating The Hockey Star's Heart : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~ Sarah's POV ~ "Did Saxton just get thrown over the shoulder by a girl?!" one of his hockey friends shouted. The room suddenly erupted into roaring laughter. The tables had turned. His good-for-nothing friends were mocking him now. Saxton scrambled to his feet, his cheeks burning with humiliation. "Shut up!" he barked at his friends, before turning to glare at me with pure rage. But his angry eyes didn't scare me at all. "Did you just flip me over your shoulder?" he asked, his voice shaking with disbelief. "Yes, I did!" I snapped back, squaring my shoulders. "And I will gladly do it again if you ever dare to touch me with those filthy hands of yours!" "Do you have any idea what you've just done? I can ruin your entire life, do you know that?!" he yelled, trying to intimidate me. "I am not afraid of you, Saxton. You might bully others on this campus, but I will never let you do it to me. I..." I tried to finish my sentence, but the sharp buzzing of my phone in my pocke

~ Sarah's POV ~ I stood in front of the mirror, staring at another version of myself after Jessica finished applying her magic to my face. I looked completely different—and definitely a few years older. Jessica had taken off my thick glasses and replaced them with contact lenses. She insisted I would look much more professional without them. She had also transformed my hair, which was always thrown into a messy bun, into silky, bone-straight locks that cascaded all the way down my back. My oversized sweatshirt and baggy jeans were gone, replaced by a tailored suit she had bought from the local market. Staring at my reflection, I honestly hadn't thought I could look this mature with just a little effort. It wasn't like I was overly skinny or anything. I was well-developed for my age, but this transformation actually made me look like a twenty-five-year-old college graduate. "What do you think?" Jessica asked, carefully adjusting the collar of my blazer. "Are you confident you

~ Sarah's POV ~ I exhaled a long, shaky sigh for what felt like the hundredth time, as I stared up at the towering, iron gates of the Callahan mansion. All through the long night, I had desperately tried to steady my racing thoughts, whispering to myself like a mantra that Seth was going to like me… that he would accept me as his nanny. But standing here, dwarfed by their massive gate, every ounce of the fragile courage I’d managed to scrape together vanished into thin air. Jessica had offered to come with me, but I told her I could do it on my own, and now I was regretting not tagging her along with me. While I was good at fighting and defending myself, Jessica was good at anchoring me and encouraging me when I felt like I wasn't good enough. It was weird that I was terrified over a little kid, but that kid was the one holding the key to me getting the job, and that was why I was nervous... If I was being honest with myself, I was scared. "You can do this, Sarah," I forced my tr

~ Sarah's POV ~ "You... you want me to meet your oldest son?" I asked, nearly stammering. "Yes. I was privileged to talk to him last night, and he was interested in seeing who his brother's new nanny is, because the last nanny ended in a really bad way, which I don't want to talk about," she said. I didn't want to see this Vance. Why would I bother to see the crippled guy who never got along with his father? I was here to be Seth's nanny, not to show my face to him. The plan was to avoid him like a plague. "Why are you hesitating? You don't want to see my oldest son?" she asked, looking offended. "Of course, ma'am.... I'll love to," I replied with the most insincere smile ever. I didn't want anything that would make me lose this job. "Good, let's go then," she said, leaving the room. Without a choice, I followed her out of Seth's wing to another wing that had a long hallway and unending stairs. "Vance is not the easy type to get along with," Mrs. Callahan warned quietly as o

~ Sarah's POV ~ "Cheers!!!" I laughed loudly, slamming my glass of vodka against Jessica's. I gulped down the burning liquid in one sharp swallow, slamming the empty glass onto the sticky table with a triumphant grin. Jessica and I were tucked away in the corner of a dimly lit local bar in my neighborhood. I had spent the last few hours scrubbing the foul water out of my apartment and fixing everything Saxton destroyed, but right now? The exhaustion was entirely gone, replaced by a dizzying rush of satisfaction because of exactly what I had done to Saxton Vance. "Aren't you terrified of what you just did?" Jessica whispered, leaning across the table, her eyes darting around as if the campus police were going to burst through the door. "Why should I be scared?" I asked, a confident chuckle escaping my lips as I poured myself another shot. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Sarah. You loosened the nuts on Saxton's ice skates!" Jessica reminded me in a frantic, hushed