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.

shrugged. “Then

“Fine! What’s

my forehead. My heart stuttered at the gesture. “Have lunch

didn’t answer,

I even ordered

stomach growled. I didn’t even have breakfast this morning in a

in his

But only because I’m hungry.” My turquoise

one, which I saw very rare. Only when with me. “Only

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the cheesy garlic shrimps with extra sweet and sour sauce before me. Exactly how I liked to

Our favorite.

brought it for me. It

remembered?” I whispered, looking

plate and then poured the sauce onto it. “It’s not possible for me

his eyes was so intense it

my eyes. I couldn’t let him see the moisture that old memories fetched

put it into my mouth. Exceptional! Just as I remembered. The sweet and

left my mouth as I grappled another one. “It’s

avoiding him, I’d avoided everything related to

me, still not touching the food. “You’re not eating

forks to eat them. Using my fingers, it was easy to lick the cheese and sauce. I’d do the same

don’t need to be embarrassed, Rosebud. It’s just me. I want you to be yourself when you’re around

didn’t proceed, still hesitating, he also put his fork aside and

with surprise. He never used to use his hand

them all alone?” he asked, when I ogled him

dug in using my fingers. Now it tasted

you start eating with your hand?” Taking a piece

watched me with a strange emotion in his

fell onto his wicked mouth before I shifted my attention on food

it started to help me in keeping

“What do

authentic recipe. Here, take

questions preserved for him, and here he

I snapped, my temper

pushed the

“What happened to you

those baklava? I’m

“I don’t need to eat them to know if I’ll

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

I replied, “Nothing is wrong. I’m

without having the dessert with me

you to

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