The Trap Of Ace

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.

Otherwise he’d definitely notice how badly my bones were shivering with

him had cost me too

shrugged off his coat and put it around my shoulders,

I don’t need

can see that very well. Now put it on and stay quiet,” ordering me with

I didn’t

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

it on.” Securing the jacket around me, he

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 kissed them, mumbling how I needed a pair of

wished I could just hide myself from the cold into the cocoon of his arms and

“Mr. Valencian!”

voice of Mr. Hakimi, I jerked my hands away from him and took a step away. Composing myself, I flashed

both could join us tonight for dinner.” He shook

possible that you invited us with such respect and we wouldn’t show up,” said Ace, wrapping an arm around me. A blush kissed my cheeks when the old man’s observing eyes

did. Now please, come in. It’s freezing

move, a flash of red engulfed him into a hug, causing his arm to fall away

You’re finally here, Mr. Valencian! I was waiting for you for so long. I almost thought you wouldn’t show up!” Pulling

My fists clenched.

witch of a secretary of Mr.

that if she lowers herself a little, her assets would spill out. Was red her favorite color? Even that

perfect

face, Ace gave her just a curt nod before turning to pull me back into his arms. But

nails dug into my

come inside, Mr. Valencian, Ms. Hutton,” said Mr. Hakimi with a tight smile before turning to Cindy, his eyes harboring warning. “And Cindy, why don’t you recheck everything in the meantime, so that our guests don’t

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

Hakimi even find this

other Arabs and Arthur was already present there. I didn’t know he was supposed to attend. After all the Arabs welcomed us with warm regards, drinks were served. As always,

time, you know? I’m not a kid. I won’t get lost,” I whispered, as another man came up to us and

for a fleeting second before he composed himself. Even though it was just for a second, I noticed

something the man said and tightened his hold around me. “I know. But you’ll have to stay in my clutch no matter whether you like it or not. Think of it as your punishment for wearing this ridiculous dress. You should be happy that I’m

head at him. “You’re a crazy man, do

smirk tugged at the corner of

mind. But I always felt there was still something I was left into darkness with. Something that hid inside

the emotion his

profound enough to send a shiver

I was surprised to see that they’d specially organised a belly dance in our honor. Though I didn’t like those stunning beauties

change a little. Because it has become one of the most popular dance

respective seats. Me of course beside Ace, when Artur enjoyed the show with Mr. Hakimi and others. In between the dazzling dance and enticing Arabic music, 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 about it, he was too busy playing with my hair and taking a whiff every once in a while. He didn’t

I was happy that he wasn’t even looking at those beautiful dancers. Even at that witch, who was glaring holes