All Chapters of Captivating The Hockey Star's Heart : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~ Sarah's POV ~ "Didn't you get enough sleep last night, Nanny?" Seth asked, peering up at me curiously as I helped him adjust his school uniform. The little boy had every reason to ask. I couldn't stop yawning every five seconds as if my life depended on it. I had spent the entire night slaving over the hot iron in Saxton's room, pressing clothes that were already pristine. By the time I finally hung the last shirt back in his walk-in wardrobe, it was already past six in the morning. Going back to sleep wasn't even an option because I had to wake Seth up and get him ready for school. "No, sweetie, I didn't get much sleep at all," I admitted with a tired smile. "Why? Were you too nervous because it was your first night in our house?" he asked innocently, zipping up his backpack. "You're just like my brother. He always finds it really hard to sleep in a new place on his first night." I forced a tight, polite smile into my face. Just hearing his brother's name made my blood

​~ Sarah's POV ~ ​"Are you completely out of your mind?!" I snapped. "Do I look like a figure skater to you? How on earth do you expect me to dance on slippery ice?!" ​"Does it look like I give a damn how you do it?" Saxton replied coldly, leaning back against the glass barrier. "You're my slave. You do as I say whenever, wherever, and however I want." ​"I am not dancing on that ice, Saxton! I agreed to this arrangement, but you are taking this way too far!" I spat. ​"I'd save my energy for the performance if I were you, Four-Eyes," he sneered, glaring down at me with absolute disdain. "Because whether you like it or not, hate it or not, despise it or not... you are going to dance. You should've thought about the consequences before you decided to mess with my gear." ​I stepped even closer, my index finger practically poking into his broad chest. "You are really testing my patience, Saxton." ​"Get that stubby finger out of my face," he growled, his forehead creasing in irr

~ Sarah's POV ~ I sat beside my dad's hospital bed, gently caressing his hand with a small, forced smile on my face. Our afternoon professor had canceled lecture today, so I took the opportunity to visit him before my shift as Seth's nanny began. ​"Hi, Dad," I whispered, another faint smile trembling on my lips as tears welled in my eyes. "It's been four years since that terrible accident. And even though Mom gave up on us and married someone else... I'm never giving up on you. I'm waiting for the day you open your eyes and call me your princess again." ​I couldn't hold it back anymore. Tears spilled over my eyelashes and traced down my cheeks. ​"I miss you so much," I whimpered, squeezing his limp hand in mine. ​If it hadn't been for that hit-and-run driver who knocked him down four years ago, my dad wouldn't be trapped in this endless coma. ​My mom and I searched endlessly for the driver, but it was useless. The security footage from the intersection vanished into thin air o

~ Sarah's POV ~ ​I sat on the cold tiles of the pool deck, resting my head against my knees. My entire body was soaked through from spending hours diving beneath the pool to search for Saxton’s missing necklace. Water dripped from my hair, and an uncontrollable shiver racked my shoulders. Outside, the rain pounded against the glass roof with relentless force. ​But the freezing cold wasn't what was destroying me right now. The absolute worst, most humiliating part of this whole night was that I had broken down in front of Saxton. I had sworn to myself that I would never, ever let him see me cry. ​And yet, he had seen every single tear. ​I wished with everything inside me that I had held it together. But I was human. I was breaking down on the inside, weighed down by the fear of losing my scholarship and my job. I had gone completely out of my way to search for his necklace in the pool simply because he had sounded furious earlier and I couldn't risk him telling on me. ​I

~ Saxton's POV ~ ​"You're afraid of thunder?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her. ​"What? No. I'm not," she claimed instantly, yanking her arms back from my waist as if she'd just touched hot iron. ​"Then why did you scream like that?" I pressed. ​"How about you mind your own business?" She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms defensively. ​"Fine then. I'll mind my business," I said. I deliberately turned on my heel and walked away, leaving her under the rain. ​"Hey! Saxton!" she shrieked. ​She sprinted to duck under the umbrella beside me, instantly glaring up at my face. ​"What?" I sneered. "I thought you said you didn't want to share an umbrella with me." ​"Weren't you the one who dragged me out of the aquatic center in the first place?" She rolled her eyes bitterly, water dripping from the frame of her glasses. "It's entirely your fault we're trapped here!" ​"Just shut up and walk," I grunted. ​"I never planned on talking to you anyway," she shot back, snappin