The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 56

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 56 – Sweat trickled down his strong back along the tensing and flexing of his muscles and shoulders as he was lost into k*****g his huge punching bag.

Only the sound of his ragged breathing and punches echoed around the gym.

But what had me shocked was the b****y spots on the punching bag. And I knew where they were coming from.

Rage boiled inside my veins as my fists clenched. He was doing it again.

“Ace! Stop it!”

His movement stilled with his hands gripping the bag to halt its swaying. The broad shoulders of his moved up and down with his every heavy breath as he moved his head to me. Dark stormy grey eyes met mine flaming turquoise.

Striding closer, I snatched his hands from the bag. A gasp left me at the sight. They were worse than I’d ever seen before. They weren’t just bruised, they were b****y.

“What the h**l you’re doing!” I snapped, my eyes burned with tears as I held his gaze. “Have you lost it? You’re bleeding! How many times do I have to tell you not to do this! You’re hurting yourself again!”

But my outburst didn’t seem to reach his ears. His eyes were too busy to watch me, roaming onto every feature of mine.

But when a tear slipped down my cheek, he got back into his senses.

“Rosebud? What happened, baby? Why are you crying?” He cupped my cheeks, grey pools alert. “Are you hurt?”

Didn’t he even realize what I was talking about?

Something squeezed inside my chest. Where was he lost into so much? What was bothering him to that extent that he didn’t even realize his own pain?

“Yes, I’m hurt.”

Concern etched into his beautiful face as they searched for any injuries on my body. “Hurt? Where? How did you get hurt?”

“You hurt me,” I whispered.

He stilled, watching me in silence. A pain flashed across his eyes as if even the idea of hurting me hunted him. “I could never hurt you, Rosebud. I’d rather d*e before doing that.”

“But you did. Not physically, but emotionally. You’re hurting me by hurting yourself.” Taking a hold of his bloodied knuckles carefully, I held them before his face. “You lied to me. I thought you told me it’ll stop once I’m in your arms forever. But it didn’t. I guess, I’m not important enough for you to soothe your pain.”

Shaking his head, he tried to touch me but I stepped back. A grimace touched his face.

“Rosebud, there’s nothing more important than you for me. You’re the sole reason I live for.” He gulped, pain flashed across his eyes as another tear rolled down my cheek.

“Then why? Why do you torture yourself like that?” I sniffled.

Glancing down at his knuckles, a muscle of his jaw ticked. “Pain makes me forget, Rosebud. It helps me escape my fears and insecurities. And intense working out helps me with my frustration and the storm that rages inside me.”

Fear? Insecurities?

words from Achilles Valencian’s mouth sounded foreign. What fear this powerful

came

met mine.

a moment my heartbeat slowed down as I stared at

me lose me? I’m not going

clenched, he turned away. “It’s

being unanswered anymore! You’re definitely hiding something from me and that’s eating you alive! What is

anything from you,” his

kid you could just lie that easily,” I snapped,

he needed to let it out. And I definitely needed to know why he had this fear of losing me. Because I wasn’t

me about your past, aren’t you? You

shook at his sides, the

you everything that you needed to

the things you hid from me weren’t important enough for you to tell

tight, eyes flashing. “I don’t want to

You have to! I won’t let you torture yourself like that! Nor will I let you keep me

hearing these questions

ran through me

that made him

guilt washed over his face as he let out

with agony. “I

reach me again, I

I don’t mind. As long as

the bridge of

selfish as it sounded, but he didn’t know what dagger we had dangling on our necks. To truly start our

me in darkness for seven years and it made both of us suffer for years. I won’t let

you anything. What you needed to know, I told you that. You don’t need to know anymore. So let’s just keep

I could say anything else, he passed me and stormed out of the gym, slamming the door behind

were swirling inside my head

Emerald two times today. And

***

ajar,

out a sigh, I glanced at

One in the morning.

our fight, he left the penthouse before I could even come out of the gym. When I heard him slamming the door close, I knew he wasn’t returning for at

Where did he go?

how sensitive this matter was for him, but I continued to poke him. Nagged him for answers. I should’ve just given him some time instead of snapping like

I be

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