The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 25

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 25 – We’ll see?

This infuriating man!

“I’m just letting you hug me because you needed it. Don’t think of something else. I’m still mad at you for what you did up at your penthouse…” My cheeks flamed at my slip of tongue. Why did I need to mention it right now?

My lips tingled recalling the earth-shattering kiss on his bed.

He put his nose into my hair. “And don’t think I forgot what you did last night. It was a really reckless move. And about kissing you,” he rasped, arms tightening around me, “I don’t regret a second of it. I’ll do it again and again even if you don’t like it!”

A gasp slipped through my parted lips as he placed an open-mouthed kiss on my neck and then on my throat.

“And I know, you loved it,” the deep husky voice of his said, brushing his lips on my jaw.

My heart raced down my chest as hot desire shot through my veins the touch of his scorching mouth. A tug in my lower region made me want to seek those sinful lips again, the same lips that were on mine just this morning. My skin burned with his bold touch over my curves.

But even if I wanted to b**n in his flames for the rest of my life with pleasure, with all the strength I’d in me, I untangled myself from him and stepped away.

I couldn’t do this again. I couldn’t let my control slip again. I’d to go.

When I turned around to run, his arms again shot out to me. Holding my shoulders, he pulled me back against him.

“Stop running away from me, my rose. We both know what we want. Stop escaping the truth,” he murmured in my ear, stroking my mid-section.

His touch was making me unable to think. My body reacted to him strongly every time he touched me, my mind warned me to keep distance, but my heart longed for him every time he was away. His closeness was a sweet poison to my brain. Because it loved it even if it made it numb.

Keep it together, Em!

“I’ve to go. Leave me,” came out my b**e whisper.

He pulled me more into his powerful arms. “Never. I’ll never let you go!”

Huh? He’ll keep me in his office forever?

“I’ve work. Let go!” I huffed.

“No work today. It’s your free day.”

“What? Why?” I turned to look up at him.

“It’s been a long day for you and even a terrible night last night. So it’s your off day.” He brushed some tendrils away from my face. He was so close…

“Can you keep some personal distance? Move!” I wiggled, slapping on his strong arm.

Amusement etched into those grey eyes. “Why? My closeness bothers you, Rosebud? It makes you all hot for me?” he teased.

My eyes widened. The arrogance!

“Not at all! I don’t feel anything! Now let go!”

“Only on one condition.”

narrowed. “No

shrugged. “Then

“Fine!

kissed my forehead. My heart stuttered at the gesture.

I didn’t answer,

I even ordered your

the mention of food, my stomach growled. I didn’t even have breakfast this morning

the amusement in his eyes. What? Everyone

because I’m hungry.” My turquoise eyes challenged

smile spread across his face. A genuine one, which I saw very rare. Only when with me. “Only because you’re

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stared at the cheesy garlic shrimps with extra sweet and sour sauce before me. Exactly how I liked to take it. Not a

Our favorite.

brought it for me. It was our regular thing after our

whispered,

put some prawns on my plate and then poured the sauce onto it. “It’s not possible for me to forget even a single thing about you

eyes was so

my eyes. I couldn’t let him see the moisture

with the sauce, I put it into my mouth. Exceptional! Just as I remembered.

mouth as I grappled another

missed it so much. In these years, in the process of avoiding him, I’d avoided everything related to him as much as possible. Even this sweet and sour heaven. It

not touching the food. “You’re not eating it with your

to my ear. I used to hate using forks to eat them. Using my fingers, it was easy to lick the cheese and sauce. I’d do the same right now,

me. I want you to

put his fork aside

use his hand

want me to finish them all alone?” he asked, when I ogled

in using

hand?” Taking a piece of pepperoni

me with a strange emotion in

before I shifted my attention

it started to help me in

“What do

Why don’t you taste those baklava? My chef is from Turkey, so it’s the authentic recipe. Here, take some. You’ll love it.” He put some of the dessert

preserved for him, and here he wasn’t

I snapped, my temper suddenly

the

happened to you

those baklava? I’m sure you’ll love it,” I phrased

to know if I’ll love them. I

I did to Tess, but

wrong. I’m done,

the dessert with me

you to order

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