The Trap Of Ace

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 26 – I knew that he knew what I was asking. He knew really well what I wanted to know.

His feelings couldn’t grow just in these days. It had to be from our past. And if he really did feel something for me, then why did he do that? Why did he push me away like that?

“I want to know, Ace. Will you tell me?”

Not only about the night years ago I wanted to know about, what happened to his mom and his hatred for his old house also nagged at the back of my mind. I didn’t forget the venom and pain reflected in his eyes when he stared at the doors of his mom’s former room at Tess’s engagement.

There were so many things I’d questions about. But the answers weren’t anywhere in my sight.

Taking a deep breath, he took my hands and brushed his lips against my knuckles. “I will. I will tell you everything you want to know. You’ve every right to. But not now. At least not today.”

Suddenly a heaviness lifted off my chest. I felt relieved. At least he didn’t deny.

“Then when?”

Just as he was about to answer my most awaited question, a knock on the door halted him.

I jumped off his lap as Carter poked his head through the door. His eyes widened seeing my flushed cheeks and Ace’s murderous glare.

“You better have a valid reason behind the interruption, Carter.”

The gulp of the secretary was visible. “Y-yes, boss. I’ve got the reports on-” taking a glance at me, he stopped, “-uh, project CA.”

Ace stood up on his feet as soon as Carter mentioned about the project. The ambience around us veiled itself into staid all of a sudden.

Project CA? It must be something really important.

Noticing Carter’s hesitance of talking openly due to my presence, I cleared my throat, glancing at Ace. “Uh, I gotta go now. I’ll see you later.”

When I turned to go, he again grabbed my hand for the third time. Pulling me closer, he left a peck on my forehead.

“We’ll talk, soon.”

Staring in his grey pools, I nodded my head and then walked out of the room, leaving an awkward smile at Carter’s way.

G*d, I don’t know what he might be thinking catching us in that position!

But I was more frustrated than I was embarrassed. He was just about to tell me when he was going to unravel the past before me. But Carter ruined it all.

The nagging desperation to know the truth vexed me.

Leaning my back against a wall, I closed my eyes. A sigh left me.

I had to know everything before making a decision. I was falling weak. I was finding myself giving up every time he was around me. One look at his stormy gaze, and I’d be that fifteen years old Emerald again.

How long can I resist?

Not for long.

I have to talk to Warner.

And just as I thought of him, my phone rang. His name flashed on the screen.

“Hey!” I tried to smile, but failed miserably. Nervousness and guilt swirled inside me at once.

Nervousness, because I’d no idea what to tell him. And guilt, because I didn’t want to hurt him, but I’d no choice. It was for the well-being of both of us.

“Hi! I’m so sorry, I couldn’t pick your calls then. It’s such a busy schedule today. When I finally got some time, I thought to call you, but you didn’t answer.”

“Yeah, I was… uh, a little busy,” I lied, clenching my fist.

“No problem. By the way, I called to inform you that I might not be able to attend Tess’s wedding. I don’t know what’s up with my boss’ a*s, he just hates the word ‘leave’. I don’t think he’ll allow me to attend the wedding. It’s too much work here,” he complained.

“What? But you can’t just miss Tess’s wedding!” He’d to come. Otherwise how’d I confront him? I couldn’t keep it in for that long. This guilt will k**l me alive.

But I can’t guarantee anything. And

“Warner, listen to me.

miss you

talk. It’s really important.” I

He went quiet.

I’ve something to tell you. I can’t tell you on the phone.

Silence.

the line went d**d,

Achilles,

through my lips. How

“H-how…”

obvious? Whenever he’s around, your eyes only draw to him even if your boyfriend stands right next to you at that moment. You think I didn’t notice at that party and at

lip, I looked down. Shame

you think. I

could you do this to me, Em? You’re ready to leave me now that you found your lost love?

that

uncomfort around him and the look into your eyes whenever you gazed at him, it said it all. Childhood love, a family friend. Now it made all sense. He’s the family friend who broke your heart seven years ago,

the lump of my throat. “Warner, please. Listen to me.

tried your best to manage to look happy with me. But you never were, were you? You were always in love with him. No matter how much I loved you, you never reciprocated my feelings. Because you never loved me, you

“Warner…”

is not done, Em. You shouldn’t have played with me

then the

my cheek. I just did what I was afraid of. Hurting one of my best friends. The person who always supported me

think he could ever forgive me. I

again but it

give him some time, I

sort it out. Convincing him won’t

here after our conversation. And I didn’t want him

It’d be a chaos.

***

from my cabin I needed to take home along to work on them, I found

other, he struggled to walk out of the elevator. The ruffled hair of his and perspiration on his forehead

this? Where are you going

“To my new

“Why? Are you shifting?”

wants me to take Liza’s place. Though I’m happy that he showed such trust in me, but d**n! My job was

breath of

would now be doubled.” I winked at him. Even though

I

that’s why I didn’t

I glanced at the boxes. “You need any help with these? I’m free

was lucid on his eyes. “Yes, please!

smaller box that he handed me and accompanied him

day at job, when we were just outside the empty cabin, Ace

almost running assistant. The tense jaws and clenched fists of

He was… furious.

grey eyes came to a smolder when they met mine. The

My smile faded.

all of a sudden. Even Carter was

moved to Matt from me, his jaws tightened more before they moved back to me, eying the boxes in our hands.

moving his head, he pointed Carter to the white parcel in my hands and

worry,” said Carter, casting a

at his boss

give me those looks, I’m not scared of them!” I said, even if

“I told you to go home and rest. Then what are you doing here? And with-” he threw another sharp look to Matt, “-one of my

with these stuff,” I replied, confused. What’s

And if he can’t, then he can just

me helping him?”

together,