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

“Then no

groaned. “Fine! What’s

forehead. My

didn’t answer, he

I even ordered your

stomach growled. I didn’t even

tried to ignore the amusement in his eyes. What? Everyone

But only because I’m hungry.” My turquoise eyes challenged his stormy grey to say

his face. A genuine one, which I saw very rare. Only when with

***

Exactly how I liked

Our favorite.

it for me. It was our regular thing after our

whispered, looking up

plate and then poured the sauce onto it. “It’s not possible for me to forget even a single

look in his eyes was

I couldn’t let him see the

Exceptional! Just as I remembered.

as I grappled another

I’d avoided everything related to him as much as possible. Even this sweet

as he watched me, still not touching the food.

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, but self-consciousness held me

Rosebud. It’s just me. I want you to be yourself when you’re around

proceed, still hesitating, he also put his fork aside and picked a prawn using his

He never used to use his hand while eating.

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

I happily dug in using my

your hand?” Taking a piece of pepperoni pizza, I

me with a strange emotion in his eyes, while sucking the sauce

fell onto his wicked mouth before I shifted my attention

it started to help me

frowned. “What do you

My chef is from Turkey, so it’s the authentic recipe. Here, take some. You’ll love it.” He put some of the

for him, and here he wasn’t even answering the simple

my temper suddenly flaring. “I’m

the plate

furrowed. “What happened to you all of

Why don’t you eat those baklava? I’m

them to know if I’ll love them. I do love them. Now will you tell me what’s

I did to Tess, but I didn’t know how to approach, and that

replied, “Nothing is wrong. I’m done, so I

leave without having the dessert with me and answering my

you to

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