The Billionaire Hockey King Stole A Kiss From Me

Carmen's POV“Not again!" I groaned, burying my head in my palms. This morning, some people woke up to the smell of fresh coffee but me, I woke up to the ping of another rejection email.Lying on my couch still in my pajamas, I was glaring at my laptop screen like if I stared hard enough, the words would magically rearrange themselves into Congratulations, you’re hired.Spoiler, they didn’t.“We appreciate your interest in the Marketing Coordinator position, but…” I filtered off, slamming my laptop shut. There was always a but in every email and now it was the word I detested the most. “I should apply for a Guinness world record. Six rejections in a row in just one month.” Snapping my head backwards, I leaned back, allowing my head to flop over the arm of the couch. I was staring at my ceiling as my bank account balance whispered ugly things in my ear. My rent was due in two weeks, and apparently I was unemployable.I was going to let out an ear splitting scream when the front do

Carmen's POV The moment I stepped out of the elevator into Maddox Management’s top floor offices, I knew today was going to be tougher than my last visit.I had been given a laptop, a company phone, and a list of tasks for the day that looked like three people’s workloads combined. Whoever had been handling Chase’s schedule before me must have had the organizational skills of a toddler because it was chaos.His appointments were overlapping, calls stacked on top of one another, and there were about four urgent emails that had been ignored for days.I started with the basics.At 8:15 a.m., I was sitting at my desk just outside Chase’s office, laptop open, coffee at my side, and a sticky note plan on my monitor. To make things easier, I had color coded his entire week, shifting meetings so he would have enough time to get from one to the other. I called his physical therapist to confirm appointments, rescheduled a sponsor photo shoot that clashed with a training session, and emailed

Carmen’s POV“What in heaven’s name was I freaking thinking?!” I asked as I paced around my living room. “This is the most unprofessional thing I have ever done, and I haven’t even worked for Chase for so long,” I lamented as I buried my face in my hands.Still, no response.It was almost two minutes after I had lamented, and Millie hadn’t said a word. Whereas, she sat on my sofa, scrolling through her phone.“Millie!” I called her angrily.And she stared at me with an indifference that really infuriated me.“You are yelling and I have a small headache,” Millie said.I stared at her for some minutes and wondered if my best friend had been exchanged at some point.“Did you hear anything I have just said?” I asked her, my anger simmering to the surface.“You kissed the hottest hockey player? I heard you,” Millie said.My shoulders fell.“Then why aren’t you saying anything?” I asked her.“Because you are beating yourself up over nothing and you know I am never going to attend any of you

Carmen’s POVRealizing that I had been abandoned by Millie made it impossible to make an excuse.“Why not?” I asked rhetorically.“Alright, cool,” he said with a smile. “I will be right back,” he said and hurried out of the room.Well, at least, his teeth weren’t silver or gold-plaited. He came back a few minutes later with two glasses of drinks, and because I wasn’t one to have drinks, I couldn’t even tell what was in the glasses.“Here we go,” he said.“I thought we were going to go back to the other room where the real party is happening,” I said skeptically.“I don’t really fancy such noise, and besides, I won’t get to know you properly if we are there,” he said.It seemed to make much sense, only that it would have been better if this was coming from someone else, like Chase Maddox, but I already knew that it was wishful thinking, and since the kiss, I had been thinking a whole lot about Chase.“Shall we?” Rudge asked as he gestured to a couch and we sat down.But I was careful

Carmen’s POVI got dressed hurriedly and made to leave the apartment when Millie leisurely walked in, looking tired.“Millie, goodness,” I said in a scolding voice.“Are you leaving already?” Millie asked me.“You completely disappeared from the party with that boyfriend of yours,” I stated the obvious. “His name is Jason,” Millie reminded me.I was still upset about how last night turned out, but now wasn’t the time to talk about it, especially when Millie seemed like she had had too much to drink and could barely think straight.“Whatever, but you didn’t say that you would be sleeping over at his, and if you knew that you could take care of yourself, why then did you drag me there?” I asked, the anger gradually coming out in my voice.“Jason wanted us to do something spontaneous and I just got carried away,” Millie said.She plopped herself on the sofa and closed her eyes, but I knew that she wasn’t sleeping just yet.“And you were too carried away to even call me or send a quick t