All Chapters of Heated Rivalry: Passion On Ice : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Adrian's POV“Hello Adrian.” The nurse greeted with a bright smile; she went over to the window and pulled the curtains apart. Letting the sunlight flood in I didn't even know if it was daytime or night outside. I insisted on keeping the curtains closed all the time I was here.“How are you feeling now, any better?” I snorted a reply. That was the only thing I had strength to muster right now.She kept walking around the bed, checking my vitals, and finally she stopped at the end of the bed to access my leg.“You'd be back to normal in a week. You're quite lucky.” She added, her smile was getting wider and not in any way helpful.To be honest, considering the way I fell, I thought it was the end for me. The kind of pain that spiked through my body.If I could describe it as more than intense, I would.“Do you have anyone that would assist you while you're out of here? Or would you like to be sent home?”I shook my head at once. Anywhere but home. Mom has been here to see me, even e

Adrian's POV.Samantha wasn't the only one that got punished for taking on her brother's identity. Although she left the school before her punishment could be decided. I heard that it would still be enforced by the NHL and the school.I was called to principal Caldwell's office. As the person that revealed it all, I was also suspected of abetting her acts.Dad was livid. He cursed and threw a tantrum when he heard that I would be punished as well.So, when I arrived at Caldwell's office that morning, the first thing my dad did was to drag me by the collar and whisper in my ears.“Tell them that you didn't know about it. You only found out that day you exposed her.”He released the wrinkled collar like it had shit on it.I've been given suspension once before, which did not look good on my records. I wonder what kind of punishment awaits me now.“Now, Adrian, how's your leg? getting better?”If he called me here to ask questions and also give punishment, there was no point in being nic

Samantha's POVThe NHL sent me a mail, requesting a meeting. It wasn't a request that I could just turn down. I must go.Deep down in me, when I agreed to pose as my brother at Northbrook Academy, I knew there would be dire consequences. I was just too overwhelmed by the excitement to actually play again that I did not stop to think about it.As time went by in Northbrook Academy, I realised that I wanted to play as myself, not stay hidden in the identity of my brother.It blew up in my face. Which was bound to happen, I just didn't expect it to come out the way it did.I have always visualised getting caught in a grand manner. Maybe my hair would have grown longer.Someone would hit me on the ice, and the helmet would fall off, revealing my long hair.Something more dramatic and not really tragic.Well, dreams don't always come the way we want them to.Some actualize it as a nightmare, just like mine did.One of my fears of facing the NHL board was getting locked up in a cell.Samuel

Zeke's POVI promised myself that I wouldn't get involved with Jenny anymore. At least not sexually, but the way she pushed those lips forward.I tried to steel my body against the softness of hers. I couldn't fight back for long. It only took a minute for me to succumb to her succulent lips.As my hands went up, fingers scratched the side of her uniform shirt to feel her boobs. She pulled away.What could be wrong with her? I thought she wanted this."Someone just saw us.""Huh? Are you seeing things? No one is here.""I saw someone right at the entrance, a guy who looked like Pete."On hearing Pete's name, I dashed for the door.This would not be the first time he's stumbled on Jenny and me. The difference was that he'd have evidence now.And, if my guess was correct, he must be on his way to go tell Adrian what he just saw.My legs skidded through the floor at top speed. I dashed through the doors of the music room.I could hear Jenny calling for me to slow down. I can't slow down.

Samantha's POVSamuel is finally in France. It was just me and mom in the house alone. She did try her best so that I don't feel the absence of my brother.It was inevitable. I missed him dearly; he's the only one that brought up discussions about Adrian.Talking about Adrian hurt like hell. It felt like a million jabs of needles through my heart and was left there until I bled out.To be honest, it did. But after I retired to my bed, fresh tears would soak my pillow again.He was my first love, and to be hurt like that by someone I thought would look out for me. There are no words to fully describe my emotions.For the most part, Samuel kept in touch and encouraged me to return to school. As excited as I was to legally play Ice hockey, they weren't getting the full picture.No school wants to accept me as a player. They were willing to overlook the stunt I pulled at Northbrook academy, but I won't be allowed to play hockey."Then there's no point in returning to school," I had told t