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.

skin. Otherwise he’d definitely notice how badly

cost me too much than I

coat and put it around

don’t

and stay quiet,” ordering

I didn’t

the hotel the Arabs were staying at, he got out and opened the door for me. Stepping outside, when I was about to

it on.” Securing the jacket around me, he took my hands in his.

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

“Mr. Valencian!”

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

glad you both could join us tonight for dinner.” He shook hands with Ace

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

please, come in.

red engulfed him into a hug,

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

My fists clenched.

of a secretary of Mr. Hakimi, Cindy. How

toe. She wore a red gown with a high slit and neckline so low that if she lowers herself a little, her assets would spill

nickname was perfect for her. Red

nod before turning to pull me back into his arms. But his disinterest seemed to do nothing to her shamelessness as her cat

nails dug

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

her employer and nodded her head, before sauntering away. Her hips

Hakimi even

was supposed to attend. After all the Arabs welcomed us with warm regards, drinks were served. As always, Ace didn’t have any. And the whole time his arm was around me, clutching me to him

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

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

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 not pulling every man’s eyes out of their sockets in this room

“You’re a crazy man,

the corner of his lips. “Oh,

his emotions, his state of mind. But I always felt there was still something I was left into darkness with. Something that hid inside him I didn’t know. He held himself back every time he was around me. As if hiding

I couldn’t comprehend the

it was profound enough to send

Mr. Hakimi as he invited us to join them in the entertainment room. And I was surprised to see that they’d specially organised a belly dance in our honor. Though I didn’t like those stunning beauties

revealing, but on foreign lands, things tended to change a little. Because it has become one

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

didn’t mind him doing that. I was happy that he wasn’t even looking at those beautiful dancers. Even at that witch, who was glaring holes at me standing afar, and