Chapter 27 (Loraine’s POV) epilogue Some years later… “Andrew! The girls will be here any minute, could you get Samuel ready for me please?” Before you make any assumptions let us make something clear. Samuel is our son, and he is three years old. As weird and unthinkable as it might sound, all girls gave birth to a child in the same year. Sure, there were differences, Valentina and Nathaniel had three kids. The first one was a little girl named Daisy, who was not so little anymore since she was nine years old already. Second was a boy named Gareth, he was six years old and the last was Penelope who was three years old as well as our Samuel. Then there was Anabelle and Seth. They had two kids, twins to be exact. A boy and a girl, Samantha, and Sam, they were three years old as well. If we move forward, we have Anastasia and Benjamin, they had just one kid the same as me and Andrew, and the little three years old princesses’ name was Lory. The next in line would be Malcolm and Mandy
Chapter 1 (Valentina's POV)"Yes, Watson. I know the first game is tomorrow. I will be there. Like I always am."That's how every winter started for me. With my boss making sure I don't miss the beginning of hockey season.Let me tell you a little secret. I hate hockey.Well, honestly it's not really hockey I hate. It's the hockey players. They are a bunch of arrogant self-entitled idiots who think they are better than the rest of the world.And that's my experience with them for the last 10 years of working in this line of work.So anyone trying to change my mind would need to try really hard. And still, I doubt it would work.Sure they were good eye candy but that's it.And to their defense, I can say they were mostly smart guys actually. But what I don't understand is that they refuse to use that smartness. They rather play the dumb athlete cards.Which is why we never get along well.I refuse to act shy or dumb because I am anything but that. I am smart and am not afraid to show th
Chapter 2 (Nathaniel's POV)This is it.My last day in Canada and my last practice with my home team just finished.In the evening I would be leaving this place and moving to Europe.More specifically to England.Now I know you must think I am stupid. Since I am a hockey player I should be happy in Canada, where hockey was practically the only sport we knew.But I was not happy. Not even a little.My parents died a few weeks ago in a car accident and suddenly Canada was just full of memories that were slowly suffocating me.Also since in Canada everyone played hockey, there weren't many chances to be a brilliant player.And I was determined to be the best, so right here where I was right now, my chances were close to nonexistent So when I received an offer from England to play in one of their best teams I grabbed the opportunity with both hands.Boys from my team wanted to throw me a party, but since I knew their congratulations were not sincere I turned down the offer.The only team
Chapter 3 (Valentina's POV)What an idiot!Classic hockey idiotic small-brained parasite!But damn he was gorgeous.I was right. Those eyes were pure perfection.And his black hair looked messy in a way "I just got out of bed".He was also tall. And if I am saying that you know it must be true since I am 1, 80 meters tall. He had to be close to 2 meters. And all yummy muscles. Since he only wore a long-sleeved shirt all his muscles were pretty much on display and sadly I must admit it wasn't the worst view.But like it happened with every hockey player it happened with this one as well.He ruined everything the second he opened his mouth.Why the hell would anyone call me princess?Like some on man! I am wearing a not-really-flattering pair of jeans and a hoodie that I'm sure has some spots of dirt on it. Give me a second to check. Yep. I found at least two flecks. So I was the furthest thing from a princess that ever existed. But did mister stupid care? No, he did not.Even though
Chapter 4 (Nathaniel's POV)"So what's your real story? The one behind escaping Canada and traveling across the world to Europe?"Like really woman?Aim for the most painful answers, won't you?But honestly, as much as I wanted to be annoyed with her question, I could hear genuine curiosity behind her words for the first time in the past half an hour.And at first, I just wanted to tell her it was none of her business, but in the end, a nagging feeling inside me won. That feeling was telling me that I should confide in someone. And somehow I felt like even though she was a bitch the whole time, I could trust her.Since I hid my pain behind a dumb hockey player persona, I would bet she was also hiding her real pain behind her bitchy attitude.And maybe, just maybe, I could tell her my side and she would share hers. It was a long shot, but the only one I had at the moment."My parents both died in a car accident a few months back, and ever since I've been practically haunted by memories
Chapter 5 (Valentina's POV)Why? Why does he have to have a soft side?A side that I liked too much I knew it was a mistake to ask about his past.Because once he shared his story with me I kind of felt obligated to tell him a part of my story.It wasn't the most painful part but it was still pretty bad. And hard for me to share. There weren't many people that knew about my past. There was Anabelle, who knew my story because she lived a similar life once we escaped from her parents, and there was couch Irving, who simply didn't want to give up on me since the day we met.And I guess now Nathaniel. Sure he knew just a piece of my past but it was still more than other people. Usually, I just let them see my bitchy side and that's it. I learned a long time ago that people hardly ever feel sympathy on your behalf. More often they would enjoy your pain and misfortune. So it's better to hide behind a bitchy attitude than make myself vulnerable.Guess we had the same idea in mind but chose
Chapter 6 (Nathaniel's POV)The rest of the ride went by uneventfully and I kept turning around throughout the night thinking about the way she changed after I told her she is stunning.It somehow felt like I offended her but I have no idea how.It was time to get ready for training though.But in the back of my mind, all I could think about was if Valentina would be at the practice as well.Yesterday she left me the car we took to get to my house and she practically sprinted away from me afterward.I had to call the coach and he told me that the car was mine to use until I found something else.Well, better get my head back into game mode.We had our first game this week and losing was not an option.As I arrived at the arena the first person to spot me was the coach himself. Thank God for that because I knew no one else but him and Valentina and so far I didn't see her anywhere."Madox! Come here, boy! Let me introduce you to the team."Looks like we are getting down to business rig
Chapter 7 (Valentina's POV)What an idiot!How dare he call me out on my weird behavior? On MYturf? He was here only one day and already he is ruining my reputation with guys.Reputation worked hard to maintain.And yes I do feel bad for shaping him but he deserved it nonetheless.I was shooting daggers at the arrogant bastard while Benjamin and Sean were trying to hold in their laughter and pretending to not be listening to everything."Aw, princess. What was that for?"Really? Does my glare not say enough for him?Well, I guess some people can be dumb sometimes."If you have to ask, you are dumber than I thought! Asshole!"With that said I turned around and walked in the other direction.And their laughter followed me until I rounded the corner.Idiots. All of them.Benjamin and Sean, we're actually those few hockey players that ingot along with.Well, actually they took me under their wing soon after I started working for the team and we hang around even in the summer. So you could