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?

did you know I was behind his arrest?” One of his brows

my eyes. “It was all on your face Mr. Valencian. Anyone with eyes would have

“He did what he deserved. Even though it was nothing compared

Was the girl also your

the picture even before I made any plan. She was already dating him and unluckily for him, she aborted his child last month after she found out due to avoid any unwanted motherhood. Though he didn’t

that was k****d even before he could be born in this world. And after aborting

his illegal businesses and I know this was also your doing. But then, how did he get out so easily?” He could be more

to get out,” he spit out the words, lips curling into a sneer. “The good thing is he can enjoy the destruction of

of his grip around me and rage

so mad that he talked to me? He didn’t do

to my question, just stared at me with

“Ace? What is it?”

he said, cupping my cheeks. “I swear I’ll rip him into shreds if he even touches a strand of

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

to harm some of his loved

don’t worry about that. Now think a way to

Nodding his head, he pressed his

kissed him back. His hands traveled across

had him frown

“Are you alright, Rosebud?”

too much liking to this particular area last

from my gloves last night for a second. Not that I complained, but I was now suffering for his adventurous hands. Though it was a delicious

Did I hurt you?” he asked, 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 from them. They’re too marvelous and perfect for me

slapped his hands away. It seemed he got an obsession with my chest just like he

and sleep

lips again into

I whispered, already battling with my growing desire. I had to resist my urges if I wanted to walk tomorrow. But my

about it. I love you like

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

sleep,” he murmured into my ear, placing me softly on

should,” I moaned at his flaming touch at

when he tried to pull away, I wrapped my legs around

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

at that point, I didn’t care. I wanted him again.

“You’re sore…”

“Just be gentle.”

***

touches over my hips, warm lips on my jaw and his hot breath fanning my skin woke me up from my beautiful slumber. My eyes fluttered open to the morning light and then fell on the breathtaking pair of grey orbs I was so much in

The huskiness of his morning voice sent a shiver down my body. Even in the morning with his ruffled bed hair, he looked as perfect as ever if

as it sounded, this was the sight I wanted to wake up to for the

was still a little pain down there, it wasn’t bad.

“Morning.”

heart stopping grin on his face, he brushed his lips against mine. “How did my

slumber is always

one of his

cheeks turned hot.

twinkled in his grey

the crook of his neck. Another

hide yourself from 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

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