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.

my best, Em. But I can’t guarantee anything. And don’t

breath. “Warner, listen to me.

miss you too!

It’s really important.” I cut him

He went quiet.

on the phone. I need to talk to

Silence.

the line went d**d, he

about Achilles, isn’t

gasp slipped through my lips. How did

“H-how…”

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 that race track?” He scoffed. “And now that you work for him,

my lip, I looked down. Shame and guilt

not what you think. I

your

know that he’s the one I

him, it said it all. Childhood love, a family

“Warner, please. Listen

you? You were

“Warner…”

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

then the

I was afraid of. Hurting one of my best friends. The person who

didn’t think he could ever forgive me. I felt like the

tried to call him again but it went unanswered. And

to give him some time, I let out a breath and walked

but I have to sort it out. Convincing him won’t be easy, but I didn’t want

I’d just go and meet him myself? Because I didn’t think he’d come here after our conversation. And I didn’t want him to confront Ace. That’s what I feared right now. A possessive

It’d be a chaos.

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

hand and another small white box on the other, he struggled to walk out of the elevator. The ruffled

all this? Where are you going with these boxes?” approaching him,

“To my

“Why? Are you shifting?”

Though I’m happy that he showed such trust in me, but d**n! My job was much easier than the secretary’s job.”

didn’t even used to get a minute to take a breath of break most of the time.

understand. But hey, look at the positive side. Your position and salary would now be doubled.” I winked at

shake of head. I wouldn’t get any peace until

that’s why I didn’t waste a

the boxes. “You need any help

“Yes, please! I’d be more than

he handed

at job,

something to Ace as he strode with his longer step, much ahead to his almost running assistant.

He was… furious.

a smolder when they met mine. The strange

My smile faded.

sudden. Even Carter was pale

me, eying the boxes in our hands. In my peripheral vision, I saw Matt taking a step back, fumbling with the box as the

Carter to the white parcel in my hands

help Matt from here. Don’t worry,” said

his boss as he

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

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

just helping him with these stuff,” I replied, confused. What’s wrong with

if he can’t, then he can just take someone’s

helping him?” I

lips together, he kept