All Chapters of IN BED WITH THE RUTHLESS HOCKEY CAPTAIN: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"You look startled..." she comments, her eyes raking over me. "Surprised to see me, huh?"She's right. I am.After the last time, I thought she would never come to see me again. Not unless it's an emergency or she needs my help with something. But I doubt it's the latter.I know the last thing she'd do is ask the girl who betrayed her for help. So I'm guessing it must be something else, and I'm intrigued to know what it is.Either way, I know it can't be that bad. Her soft tone and the small smile etched across her face reassure me that she might be here for a less worrisome reason than I think.So, clearing my throat, I nod and chuckle awkwardly. "Yeah, I'm surprised."She gives me a curt nod and hums. "I understand... But I had to come see you. The malice and silent treatment are getting too old, don't you think? We live in the same house, and we can't talk to each other? That's crazy, right?"Am I daydreaming, or is Carmen actually saying these words to me?Hold up, does this mean

"I'm going to miss you," I say to Carmen for the upteenth time, holding her gaze with a sad smile.Taking off her dark shades, Carmen smiles in return, tucking strands of hair behind her ears as she addresses me. The morning breeze blows aggressively in our faces."I'm going to miss you too, Whitney," she adds, holding my hand in hers as she reassures, "I'll try to visit anytime I can.""Please, do," I tease. "I don't know how long I can possibly survive in this house without you."She chuckles heartily. "You'll be alright, trust me. Besides, you're working now. You won't be spending the whole day reading those boring-ass magazines anymore."I let out a laugh. "So you do know they're boring."She snickers. "Couldn't make it past the front pages while looking through them last night. Lucky you came in right on time."We both share a laugh at that.Withdrawing her hand, Carmen glances down at her wristwatch and frowns when she notices the time. She casts a look toward the mansion."What

WHITNEY.Clearing my throat after a moment to kill the awkwardness between Aiden and me, I inquire politely, "So... are you here for anything else, or did you simply come to surprise me with your peace offering this morning?"He licks his lips, grinning with amusement. "Uhm, not quite, but that was my first priority though," he teases.I shrug casually, smiling in return. "Okay. Now that we've gotten that little misunderstanding out of the way, we can go back to being regular colleagues."He hesitates, a hint of displeasure flickering across his expression, but then he replies, "Sure." He pulls out the file tucked under his arm and brings it up. "I was hoping to see President Sorrentino. Is he in? There's something I need his signature approval on."I shake my head, "No, he hasn't come in yet." Then I pause, glancing at the file in his hand with curiosity. "But you can leave the documents with me. I'll give them to him when he gets here.""You sure?""Yes, I'm sure.""Okay." He smiles

WHITNEYConfusion flickers across my face as I wonder why Carl is asking to see me in his office all of a sudden.I don't understand... What have I done now?Nonetheless, despite my puzzlement, I get up from my chair and make my way to his office. It's best to find out what he wants without defying him.Carl has just taken off his suit jacket when I arrive. He rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his tattoos that make me inwardly drool. Yet, I keep my focus on him as I approach his desk.Standing in front of him, I swallow a small lump, my pulse quickening with curiosity.He's not even paying attention to me after settling into his seat. Instead, he leaves me standing here for a minute or so while he reads through some paperwork on his desk.I'm starting to get really pissed off because why the hell did he invite me when he knew he wasn't going to say anything to me?Frustration simmers beneath my skin, causing a scowl to etch across my face.Eventually, after what feels like

Carl is on the phone when I re-enter his office. The coffee mug in my hand, I carefully walk over to his desk so as not to spill a drop because I don't want him telling me to make another cup just because I wasn't careful enough with this one.I place the mug down, avoiding eye contact with him. I feel grateful he's busy speaking to someone on the phone, so I have no reason to entertain his annoying presence anymore.However, just as I'm about to turn on my heel and bolt out of here, he motions a finger in the air, signaling for me to wait.A frown quickly settles on my face, and I release a weary sigh as I shoot him a scowl. But he returns it with a glare of his own, making my heart skip a beat.I swallow, quickly fixing my expression as I clasp my hands in front of me, standing still and waiting as instructed."Shut the hell up, Alec. Come to my office now," Carl sneers at his consigliere, who I believe is on the other end of the phone.I watch him with interest, genuinely curious a