All Chapters of The Hockey Star’s Hidden Daughter : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Claire "He told me to wait right here," I said, leaning against the hallway wall as another staff member passed by carrying a box of championship merchandise."The locker room is off-limits to non-media tonight, miss," the security guard said, barely looking at me because he was busy directing the crowd of photographers trying to get a shot of the team."I’m not a reporter, I’m waiting for Damon," I said, holding my phone tightly in my hands because the screen was still blank and he hadn't replied to my last three texts. "We spoke before the third period, and he said he would meet me here the second the trophy presentation ended.""Everyone wants to see Damon Black tonight," the guard replied, stepping in front of the double doors to block two women trying to peek inside. "He just won the national title, so you might want to wait in the main lobby like everyone else."I stepped back toward the wall and checked my phone again, feeling my heart beat faster as I placed my palm flat agai

Damon:I threw my gear bag into the corner of the locker room and pulled off my ice skates, ignoring the reporters waiting outside the doors because I had just finished three hours of morning practice and my father was already calling my phone for the third time today."What is so important that you have to call me right after practice?" I asked, putting the phone on speaker while I sat down on the bench to unlace my boots."Come straight to my office downtown," my father said, his voice coming through loud and clear without a single bit of room for argument. "We have a family matter to discuss, and it concerns the future of our company as well as your own career.""I have team meetings all afternoon, Dad," I replied, standing up and heading toward the showers because I had no energy to deal with whatever business deal he was trying to push on me today. "Whatever it is, we can talk about it during dinner this weekend.""You will come to my office right now, Damon," he commanded, stop

Claire:I carried my two small bags into the entryway of Damon's house, stopping near the front hall while he set his keys down on the table near the mirror and turned to face me."The guest room is upstairs, the second door on the right," Damon said, pointing toward the staircase while keeping his distance from me. "I took the master bedroom at the end of the hall, so you can have the rest of the floor to yourself, and we won't have to run into each other unless we need to leave for family events.""Thank you, that works fine for me," I replied, grabbing my bags to walk up the stairs, but his voice stopped me before I could take two steps."Why did you agree to this, Claire?" he asked, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes fixing on me with clear suspicion. "You look at me like you hate my guts, so why didn't you just tell your grandfather to reject my family's proposal?"I held tight to the handles of my bags, keeping my face completely blank