The Trap Of Ace

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 51 – Turning around, I reached out for a warm body beside me but all I found was emptiness. Just the crinkled sheet and his lingering scent. Frowning, I opened my eyes and looked around.

There was no sign of him in the dimmed room. Even the bathroom’s door was ajar just as we left it last night.

Where was he?

I glanced at the table clock on the side table beside the bed. Three in the morning. Where could he go this early?

And then a gust of cool air touched my face. The glass door of the balcony was open.

Clutching the blanket around me as I went to get up, a hiss left my lips at the pain that shot up in my lower region. Thus memories of last night flooded back in my mind, heating up my cheeks.

There was even a delicious soreness across my entire body.

Achilles Valencian was true to his words. He did punish me sweetly by taking me again and again until I couldn’t move any limbs the entire night. He was insatiable. And… perfect.

I bit my lip as another blush rose up my neck.

This time I took it slow and got up, securing the blanket around me. Padding into the balcony, I found him standing near the railings. Shirtless, he had only his jeans hung low around his hips. His gaze lost into the dazzling light of the city down in the streets.

I walked to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind, kissing his ripped back muscles.

“Rosebud?” Turning around with narrowed eyes, he pulled me into his warmth and hugged me closer.

“What are you doing here? You should be asleep.”

“Shouldn’t I ask you the same?” Rubbing my hand against his chest, I felt his smooth skin yet hard muscles.

Taking both of my hands, he kissed each of my knuckles. The blanket pooled around to my waist due to lack of grip. And his grey eyes didn’t take a second to take a look. And they stayed there long enough to have my cheeks aflame.

I wrapped my arms around him, placing my head on his chest.

“Are you shying away from me, Rosebud?” he teased. But I didn’t miss the huskiness and dark edge in his voice. “If it makes you feel better, I’ve seen everything already. Touched you,” his grip tightened around me, tone dropping to a whisper, “devoured you. You don’t need to shy away from me, my rose.”

He again changed the nickname. In these last two and a half months, I’ve realized that he’d three names for me. When he was all affectionate, he’d call me Rosebud. When he had perverted thoughts in his head, he’d call me his rose. And when he was all serious and angry, he’d call me with my full name, Emerald. And I loved each one of them. The way he pronounced them, it made them all different from others taking my name. There weren’t any warm fuzzy feelings with others.

Snuggling more into his chest at his bold words not to show him my bashfulness, I changed the topic. “You didn’t answer my question. What’re you doing here instead of sleeping?” I looked up at him. “Couldn’t sleep?”

Sighing, he brushed his lips across my forehead. “I did sleep, Rosebud. With you in my arms now, I never had such a good sleep in my entire life. It’s just… Carter called me a while ago regarding some important work. And I didn’t get any sleep after that.”

Looking down into my eyes, he pecked my nose.

“I usually only sleep for three hours at night. But I slept more than that tonight. So don’t worry.”

I grazed his days old dense stubble. “You were lost in deep thought. Something is bothering you, I can see it. What’s it, Ace?”

He shook his head. “Nothing. Just work. Don’t worry about it.”

“Is it Antonio?”

His shoulders tensed at the mention of his name, sharp jaw ticked. I knew my assumption was right at the sight of his grey orbs that turned into slits now.

“It’s him, isn’t it?” I queried. “I know you’re bothered at the thing that he’s out of police custody now. I’ve been wanting to ask you this. Why did you get him arrested? And how did you manage it?”

Due to our conflicts, I held myself back from asking him about Antonio. And after meeting him at the wedding today, after what he said to me, I couldn’t get his words out of my head.

You can make the outsider enemy leave you alone. But what about the enemy inside? How would you tackle them, Ms. Hutton?

Enemy inside. What did he mean by that? Who was he talking about?

behind

Valencian. Anyone with eyes would have known it if they had looked closely. Your eyes were full

did what he deserved. Even though it was nothing compared to the things I’ve planned for him.” The

Was the girl also

his child last month after she found out due to avoid any unwanted motherhood. Though he didn’t even know about that pregnancy to force her into anything in the first place,

could be born in this world. And after aborting her child, she even used

could be more dangerous for us now. That man

of his company before his own eyes now. And it’s just the beginning. He has a lot more coming at

grip around me and

so mad that he talked to me? He

didn’t give any answer to my question, just stared

“Ace? What is it?”

Rosebud. I don’t want him anywhere around you,” he said, cupping my cheeks. “I swear I’ll rip him into

fear lurking around had me feel unsettled. But I wasn’t afraid of Antonio. I’d kick his sorry a*s if he

to harm some of

him. “Nothing will happen to me as long as you’re here with me. So don’t worry about that. Now think a way to send

stretched across his lips. Nodding his head, he pressed his lips against mine. “My queen’s

hands traveled across my

had him

“Are you alright, Rosebud?”

took too much liking

my gloves last night for a second. Not that I complained, but

narrowing his eyes. His fingers brushed at

my head. “No. I’m fine. Just a little sore. They’ll get better

just,” he bit his lip, still eyeing the fingerprints he left on my sensitive skin, “couldn’t keep my

hands away. It seemed he got an obsession with my

sleep now. I’m tired.”

into a scorching kiss and scooped me into

I had to resist my urges if I wanted

I love you like

thighs at his adding additional marks on my neck where I was sure numerous already sat proudly

he murmured into my ear, placing me softly on the bed, hovering

moaned at his flaming

on my forehead when he tried to pull

pulled him into a kiss, my hips already begging for attention. His rigid not at all junior was very much awake against

I didn’t care. I wanted him again. Another round wouldn’t be that bad,

“You’re sore…”

“Just be gentle.”

***

and his hot breath fanning my skin woke me up from my beautiful slumber. My eyes fluttered open

down my body. Even in the morning with his ruffled bed hair, he

for the rest of my life. The sight

pain down

“Morning.”

a heart stopping grin on his face, he brushed his

slumber is

through his chest as one of his palms massaged my inner t***h. “How’s

turned hot.

grey pools. “Was I gentle

at the crook of his

me. I love when you turn all red because of me.” Pulling away, he grazed his fingers across my cheek. His intense gaze roamed around my every feature as a breath left his lips. “I’m still wondering if you’re real. If you’re really here

I snaked my arms around his neck. “It’s real. We’re real. And