All Chapters of The Billionaire Hockey King Stole A Kiss From Me: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chase’s POVI thought she was kidding, but obviously, she wasn’t.Carmen certainly couldn’t make me feel better, and I knew this for sure because even staring at her soft and delicate hands, she definitely couldn’t.The hands I needed were strong masculine hands that had been seasoned and trained to massage, but I was too curious to turn her down. I really wanted to watch her ridicule herself.I got up from my seat and walked up to her.“Are you ready? Because I am,” I said.“Yes…yes, I am,” she stuttered slightly and I smirked.“Is that doubt I hear?” I asked her.“No, it’s not,” she said.Well, the doubt was clear in her voice, and she certainly didn’t sound as confident as she had been sounding, but I didn’t even want to dissuade her. This had to be the most ridiculous offer that anyone had ever made to me, and I wanted to see to the end of it.“Okay, Carmen,” I said.I went over to my couch and sat down. Then I rolled up my jogger pants until they got above my knee, and I stretche

Chase’s POVCarmen wanted to speak, as expected, but we were interrupted by Zara, the owner of the boutique.“Oh my, is this the Ice King I see?” She asked as she pulled me into a warm hug.“Yes, it is,” I said, freeing myself from her hug in a way that didn’t seem like I was rejecting her supposed hospitality.I did notice how she intentionally pressed her chest against mine just so that I could feel the softness of her breasts, but then again, this wasn’t the first time. Zara was always like this, as many women, so it wasn’t surprising.I only tried as much as possible to get away from it in the politest way possible.“What brings you to my boutique?” She asked. “You hardly come by,” she added.“I only do when I have shopping to do,” I responded.I really wished that someone else, preferably a male, would open something as grand as what Zara was doing with the Welsh Boutique so that I could dump hers permanently. She was making it increasingly difficult for me to come by with her co

Carmen’s POV“Ugh, so disgusting,” I said to myself, scrunching my nose up as the taxi drove me through twelfth lane street.“What are you doing here?” The cab driver asked me when he noticed my mood.“It’s personal,” I said, almost snapping at him.“I don’t mean to pry, but you don’t look like someone who would have any business with lane street,” he said.“I don’t have any business here,” I said, looking around and wondering why in God’s name Millie would ever choose to be with Jason if he lived here.Not that I ever condemned people, or criticized them, or only mingled with people who were from the upper class, but for some weird reasons, nothing sat well with Jason from the first time I got introduced to him at that party by Millie, and I didn’t even want to talk about his friend, Rudge.And so, if I felt that way about him, Millie should have felt the same way too, and not allowed it to get to a relationship, but she didn’t, and here was I, holding a designer dress and trying to

Carmen’s POVI could have tried, but I knew that they weren’t wrong. It flashed in my memory those nights my dad used to stay up late to watch crime documentaries, and they mostly happened on streets like this.Then I regretted telling the cab driver to leave.If I had allowed him to bring me all the way here, and then allowed him wait for me, I could have called out to him to help me, but see what I did to ruin that chance of help that I got.Millie didn’t even know I was here at this time.No one knew.My heart began to thumb fast against my chest, and even though I wanted to put up a brave front, it just wasn’t working anymore.What was I freaking thinking?“Welsh Boutique!” Rudge expressed with awe.Of course, they would know about the boutique; who didn’t in the city, but just like me, they hadn’t been there or seen a dress from the boutique.It was evident in their expressions.By the time they brought out the dress which had been carefully and professionally packed, I squeezed

Chase’s POVWhen I arrived at my apartment, Terry was in my living room.“The spare key is for emergency, Terry,” I stated gruffly.He was holding a card in his hand.“I picked this up in your mail,” Terry said, ignoring my earlier statement was expected. “You have been invited for the event,” he added.“I know that,” I said as I tossed my package on the table.I wasn’t particularly feeling ecstatic because of what I had just been through and handled, and I wanted some time to myself. When I had overheard Carmen booking a ride to a street I knew was notorious and way out of hers, I had become too worried, curious, and confused, so much so that I had trailed her.If I hadn’t followed my instincts, she would have been in grave danger.Carmen had to be the worst risk taker I had ever met, and she was driving me insane.Terry caught sight of it and nodded.“You went shopping before you even got the invite, because this just came in,” he observed.“I knew I would be invited,” I stated.“Yo