The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 15

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 15 – I shook my head. Why did I care about what he was doing here?

I should just go back to the terrace.

Once back upstairs, I found the meeting was over and everyone was now enjoying their drinks, except Ace. He simply drank a glass of plain water.

And… that witch was now in my seat!

But his attention wasn’t on her, instead those stormy eyes were searching around for something. Until they landed on me. Was that relief that flashed over them?

He beckoned me to him with his head, but I turned around and went to Liza who was talking to two of the Arabs beside the railings. Matt wasn’t here, he went to attend a phone call right after me when I left for the washroom.

“Hey, where did you go?” Liza asked.

“Washroom,” I replied, standing next to her. Nodding her head, she returned to the conversation.

One of the Arabs’ eyes locked with mine as he flashed me a smile. I remember his name was Fazza. At twenty something, with dark hair and tanned skin, he didn’t look bad. But the interest in his brown eyes didn’t match mine.

But out of politeness, I smiled back.

“How long are you working for Mr. Valencian?” he asked.

“Umm, it’s been just a week.” I averted my eyes from his awkward stare.

“Oh, so you’re new here,” he stated. “Though mine working in this field isn’t that old either. I just joined some months ago.”

“You’re a designer too?”

He nodded. “Yep, loved doing these drawings with paper and pencils from my childhood.”

This time my chuckle was genuine. “Well, I still draw the designs with them. Doing it on the computer doesn’t feel connected.”

A grin spread across his face. “Looks like we’re on the same page then.” He glanced at my hand. “You’re not having anything. You need a drink?”

When I was about to answer, an arm around my waist cut me off. A gasp slipped through my lips as I was pulled against a hard frame.

“Sweetheart, what took you so long? I was waiting for you,” he said with jaw tight as stone, casting a look of frost at Fazza. And I just stood there dumbfounded.

“You- you guys are together?” Fazza’s eyes fell where the arm that was wrapped around me possessively.

“Yes, she’s taken,” Ace replied, but it came out much like a hiss. Though his expression was cool, his eyes were hard, as if warning him off, staking his claim on me.

Fazza put his hands up, eyes wide. “No bad intentions here, Mr. Valencian. I was just talking. Anyways, I’ll just take your leave now.”

Once he was gone and so did the others, I tried to wriggle out of his hold but he only tightened it. Huffing, I glared up at him.

are you doing? And what did you mean

head. “Because you’re. You’re

my throat. The intensity of his eyes held me speechless. And then my heart started racing, blood ran hot in my veins as something soared

gulped. “I- I’m

leaned closer, stormy grey eyes held

of my head was

eyes are saying otherwise.” His hot breath fell on my lips as his fingers dug into my flesh, sending shivers

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supposed to directly go to the office, right?” I asked, glancing at

something,” he

my plan to return with Liza and Matt failed as they already left me assuming I already had a ride. And I’d no way but

to him. Even when he tried

crossed my arms over my chest, snatching his smoldering gaze on there. Blood rushed to my

and Tess’s engagement is on this Sunday night. And I need your help to choose a

and best friend you’re talking about. You don’t know what to get

the picture of him and Tess from that night flashed in my mind. Did they really have anything at all between them? If they did, then he should’ve at least felt some discomfort that the girl he used to date

what was that I saw? The

my chest constricted. But I managed a calm facade before him. Years of practice, how could

don’t know what to get for Tess. Yes, she’s my best friend, but as her sister, and a girl, you’d know better.” He

stayed silent, lost in my own

You’re mine.

the years he maybe didn’t even care where his best friend’s little sister was. And now out of nowhere he called me his? He wanted me? When did this happen? Because I didn’t believe he

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pieces of necklace in our store,” said the manager himself of this renowned jewelry outlet. And why not? The great Achilles Valencian was in

rolled my eyes in

declining, but I couldn’t just say no to those in need stormy grey eyes. I knew, I

because Tess was obsessed with

my head, I passed another piece of necklace. They were too heavy.

I finally might like. I didn’t know much of Tess’s choice, but I knew she was fond of trying the brand new

went around to the jewelries on display. Then something caught my eyes. A simple pendant with a diamond cut emerald in the middle with tiny rubies adorned around it.

before, but the

who’s left this beautiful

my ear. My step

for Tess, not

for a moment and

us show the latest collections of our store,” the

area. I tried to wiggle out of his

that I felt in his arms,

head, as well

was done choosing something for Tess, finally, he maneuvered me to another store. This

our dressing style was a lot different, I couldn’t help

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