The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 32

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 32 – When I was outside of his cabin, the door was slightly ajar. Voices were coming out through the gap.

As I raised my hand to knock, I heard him.

“I’m glad you took care of the police regarding the d**g case when I was… busy. Thank you, Arthur. I knew you’d handle them well.”

“You don’t need to thank me, Achilles. I myself wanted to sort everything out with them as soon as possible. Because I know how you and Caleb don’t do that well with the… law.” Came Arthur’s voice. “The more they stay away from us, the better.”

A crease formed between my brows. Ace and Caleb had problems dealing with police and law? Why?

“But we have to do something to stop Antonio. Because the way he’s adamant to dig up our past, I’m afraid if he gets his hand on something…”

“He won’t!” Caleb was cut off by Ace’s sharp voice. “People don’t get anything out of ashes.” Everything went silent for a moment, until Ace cleared his throat and spoke again, “Don’t worry about him. I will handle him myself.” His voice dripped with venom.

What do they have in their past that Antonio wants to find out so badly?

Not wanting to be caught eavesdropping, I knocked on the door and stepped inside.

All three pairs of eyes fell on me.

Caleb flashed me a warm smile when Ace’s hard gaze softened up to a friction.

“Hello, Emerald. How are you?” Arthur asked with a polite smile. The smile that never reached his eyes.

What’re you up to with Sierra?

I wanted to ask. But instead, I returned his fake greeting, plastering a smile as well. “I’m good, Arthur. Thank you.”

“Rosebud? What’re you doing here?” Striding closer, he placed a hand on my waist. Grey eyes waited for my reply.

Couldn’t this man keep his hands to himself?

With flushed cheeks, I threw glances at Caleb and Arthur. While Caleb hid a simper, Arthur wore a blank face.

“Uh, I’ve come to call you for the meeting. It’s about to start.”

His lips pressed tight. “Where is Carter? He sent you here instead of doing his job himself?”

I rolled my eyes. “He’s busy. That’s why he sent me. It’s not a big deal.”

“Of course, it is! He doesn’t order you to do anything, it’s the other way around!”

I frowned. “He didn’t order me. He requested me. And what do you mean? How come I can order him around? As far as I know, he’s my senior. So technically, he can order me to do something.”

If possible, his features twisted more as he watched me, frown deeper.

Caleb coughed into his hand. “Uh, let us go to the conference room, everyone must be waiting for us. Don’t take much long.” Nodding at Ace, he walked outside, dragging Arthur along.

Though the tick of Arthur’s jaw didn’t go missed.

What got him breaking his teeth now?

Turning to Ace, I raised my brow, placing my hands on my hips. D**n this man! Due to his towering height, I felt like a toddler looking up at a pillar.

“Well?” I urged for my answer.

“He can’t order his boss’ girl, now can he?”

My eyes widened at his remark. With still a furrowed forehead, he pulled me closer. “And he has to answer for that. Now we’re getting late for the meeting, let’s go.”

I didn’t argue after that as he led me out of his cabin. No matter how many times he’d declared his claim on me openly, I still managed to get shocked and all fuzzy whenever he did that.

Instead of getting irritated, I get… well, dumbfounded.

***

place beside the head of the table. Well, it should’ve been my position to sit right beside the chair of Ace’s. But I insisted him to

to attend an urgent phone call, and I took that situation to flee from his clutch and arranged a new chair for myself. Far

his close proximity didn’t let me think straight. And I needed to stay tight on my

glance. Poor man! But someone had to be

the door opened and walked in his majesty, his already crinkled brows creased more the moment his eyes

king, except me.

quearing brow at me. While Arthur didn’t seem to be pleased at the situation at all,

return to your usual place,” said Ace as

back, Mr. Johnson still stood there with his petite height, unsure of what to do. He threw me another helpless look, but again, I tore my eyes

Ms. Hutton requested

here in every meeting. So go and sit in your own place. Everyone is waiting for the meeting

Johnson scurried away from my seat and rounded up the

said, uh, could you please go

me, waiting for

somewhere of my own

and my brother literally turned away from me. I let out a huff. Scowling at the king, whose hawk eyes were set on me, waiting for me to go near him, I

finally in my usual place, his

nostrils, the warm fuzzy feeling returned

I couldn’t just let

“The meeting

hold any remorse that he again dictated me with his orders. Instead, he seemed at total ease now, inching his chair

I

some other chair? It’s

on the table, snatching his attention. With long lean fingers, he picked the phone up and checked the

My phone vibrated.

queen’s place is always beside her king. Not anywhere

heart skipped at the text. Butterflies erupted in my tummy as heat crept up my cheeks. But not wanting to show him the effect of his message on me, I managed a stern face as I narrowed my eyes at

gaze roamed slowly all over my face before meeting my

to the conversation of the meeting. Though my

To him.

His queen?

as I felt the sensation his gaze left as they

during the whole conferences.

Irritating man!

that I only had some hours before his given time would be over. Though I knew what my answer was, I didn’t think I

again grabbing my phone,

Yes.

My phone beeped.

agree that you should

My eyes widened.

meant, yes, I’d go out

sent, I typed

We’ll go out together, but just as friends, not

hardened. When his

Another message.

we’re anything but friends! We’re going on an actual date, as

difficult to convince him? I wanted him to agree. That was the only way I could get all my answers. Because now I wanted to know more than what happened seven years ago. I wanted to know more about him, his past, his pains. Everything. And if I didn’t go on a date with

honest, going out with him as a couple, scared me. The thought of starting something with him officially had me nervous. The fear of getting

out as friends was the only option

So I typed.

only go anywhere with you if it’s just a friendly date, not something else. It’s your decision now. Yes or

crossed my fingers on my

say yes, please say

I needed my answers!

eyes flashed as they read my message. With vice grip around the phone, he turned it off and put it down. Not

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