The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 28

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 28 – When I was finally outside, I was frozen in my place. And the cold breeze wasn’t the main culprit for it. It was him. Looking like just dived out of a magazine, he stood there leaning against his car, waiting impatiently. The crease between his brows was the proof.

Even comparing him to those models printed on magazines would be an insult to his beauty. He was… beyond gorgeous.

Flaunting a three piece navy blue Armani suit, paired with a charcoal black shirt beneath and a pair of polished expensive shoes, he took my breath away. As always.

Noticing me, he stood straight. “You’re five minutes late.” And then his eyes went to the rest of my body. My skin burned under those heated stormy gaze of his as they raked over me.

With shaven strong jaws clenched, nostrils flaring, he let out a curse. Grey eyes deepened two shades darker.

“You aren’t seriously going to wear that in front of all these men, are you?” asked his now deep Greek accent, pointing at my dress.

Oh boy! He was mad.

His eyes flickered to the small display of my cleavage and legs again, hands curling into b***s.

“Why? What’s wrong with this dress?” I feigned innocent.

Striding closer, he pinned me with his hard stare. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you? You wanted to get on my nerves.”

My eyes widened slightly. Oh, so he figured out?

Now you feel Mr. Valencian, how does it feel when someone irritates you out of your mind?

I gave him a look of h****r. “What’re you talking about? Why’d you think like that? I wore it because I liked it. I didn’t think of you when choosing this dress! Don’t be that delusional!”

Stepping more closer, he gently cupped my chin. “Let’s not waste anymore time arguing, shall we? Go and change it. We’re getting late for dinner.”

My eyes narrowed. “I’m not changing this dress.”

“Until you’re changing this dress, we aren’t leaving.”

Tone serious.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I shrugged. “I’m fine with curling under my blanket right now and watch Netflix.”

“Rosebud.” With warning etched into his voice, he waited for me to abide.

But I was too comfortable in my place.

His lips curled into displeasure as he let out a curse. “Fine! Let’s go! But I swear, It won’t be my fault if someone goes to their early grave tonight.”

“You won’t dare!” Casting him a look, I passed him and sauntered into the warmth of the car.

my skin. Otherwise he’d

cost me

coat

don’t need

well. Now put it on and stay quiet,” ordering me

didn’t argue

Paradise, the hotel the Arabs were staying at, he got out and opened the door

it on.” Securing the jacket around me, he

pull my hands from his much warmer ones as he rubbed them in his. My heart fluttered with warmth. My silence remained even when he took my hands and

just hide myself from the cold into

“Mr. Valencian!”

away from him and took a step away. Composing myself, I flashed the

Valencian and Ms. Hutton! I’m glad you both could join us tonight for dinner.” He shook hands with Ace followed by

wouldn’t show up,” said Ace, wrapping an arm around me. A blush kissed my cheeks when the old man’s observing eyes

you did. Now please, come in. It’s

we could even move, a flash of red engulfed him into a

Valencian! I was waiting for you for so long. I almost thought you wouldn’t

My fists clenched.

secretary of Mr. Hakimi, Cindy. How could I forget

to toe. She wore a red gown with a high slit and neckline so low that if she lowers herself

perfect

a curt nod before turning to pull me back into his arms. But his disinterest seemed to do

dug into

smile before turning to Cindy, his eyes harboring

Ace, she looked at her employer and nodded her head, before sauntering away. Her hips swayed as

Hakimi

was supposed to attend. After all the Arabs welcomed us with warm regards, drinks were served. As always,

kid. I won’t

fleeting second before he composed himself. Even though

or not. Think of it as your punishment for wearing this ridiculous dress. You should be happy that I’m not pulling every man’s eyes out of their sockets in this room for staring at something that’s mine!” his words came

him. “You’re a crazy

smirk tugged at the corner

time we were spending with each other, he was opening up to me. He showed me his emotions, his state of mind. But I always felt there was still something I was left into darkness with. Something that

comprehend the emotion his

it was profound enough to send a shiver

the voice of Mr. Hakimi as he invited us to join them in the entertainment room. And I was surprised to see that

change a little. Because

I kept glancing at Ace from time to time to see if his eyes were watching more than the dance. And I didn’t know what I should feel

those beautiful dancers. Even at that witch, who was glaring holes at

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