The Trap Of Ace

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 76 – Dragging myself out of the car with some struggles, I got out the box and looked up at the enormous glass building towering before me.

EMERALD ENTERPRISES was written in bold red letters at the top.

A goofy smile tugged up my lips. With the warmth that surged through my chest, emotional tears burned my eyes.

Valencian Corp’s new branch, which he opened with my name. It was his gift for me on my birthday, passed just last week.

Rolling my eyes, I let out a breath through my lips.

I was getting sentimental again.

Shaking my head, I closed the car door behind me with a thud and dawdled inside.

Once in, my eyes took in the interior. As fancy and elegant as I remembered from a week ago. Though there weren’t many people working here that day. But today, the way everyone was at their best speed, it seemed like they were working here for years.

I padded closer to the reception, where a girl in her early twenties, with dark curly hair and tall height typed away furiously on her keyboard, eyes on the computer screen.

“Uh, hi!” Letting out a puff, I said. Only some steps and here I was, panting and sweating.

She looked up at me, then her blue eyes slid to the rest of my body, halting at my huge belly that I tried my best to cover with my jeans jacket over my white sundress.

“How may I help you?” A perfectly shaped brow of her arched.

I smiled. “Can you please check if Mr. Valencian is free at the moment? I brought lunch for him.”

Now both of her brows raised to her hairline, taking another once over at me. “May I ask who you are? And why would I let you in the boss’ office with this box? Do you have an appointment?”

I knew what she must be seeing. A red faced sweating, pregnant woman whom she didn’t know was requesting to see her boss. As a new employee, she didn’t know me. Even if I understood that, I didn’t appreciate her judging looks.

“I’m Emerald Valencian. I made lunch for my husband and would like to feed him these foods if you would kindly tell me if he’s busy.” My voice came out sarcastic even though I didn’t want to. Her attitude was pissing me off.

Calm down, Em! Calm down!

At my answer, she seemed taken aback. Wide wide eyes, she typed something on her computer and then glanced up at me again; the color of her face drained.

“Uh, i- I’m so sorry, Ma’am, I didn’t recognize you. I just saw your picture… uh, I apologise for my behavior, sure, Mr. Valencian is free now. You can go and see him.” Wiping the perspiration off her forehead, she offered me her best smile.

I nodded. “Thanks. Just be a little nicer to people next time.”

“Y-yes, of course, Mrs. Valencian. It won’t happen again,” she stuttered. Even she was aware of the judging looks she was throwing me. “I’m sorry again.”

Flashing a small smile, I turned around and walked away.

***

Knocking on the door, I waited, rubbing my tummy. The smile was ear splitting on my face.

“Come in!” His deep Greek accent grumbled from the other side of the door.

A sigh left me.

just left home this morning, I already missed him so much. And I was the one who literally threw him out of home to go and take care of his work, because since

I padded inside

up, too busy with signing on files. An adorable frown was

lunch for you, Mr. Valencian. Thought you would be hungry,” I said, making his gaze snap

didn’t take long for the softness to

he strode to me, immediately taking me into his warmth. “What are you doing here? You

kissed his cheek. “I wanted to surprise you. See, I got you

face. Pressing his

tell you to stay home

“I’m fine! Aren’t you happy that I’m here? I made these foods for you

around me every second of the day. But you’re eight months along, baby, you shouldn’t exert yourself much. But now that you’re already here, let’s eat,

nodded my head

from his hungry mouth from mine. “You’re supposed

wife who made my favorite dishes specially for me, with her own hands,” he rasped

which I was, most

tired after making love once at night, he would be all set to ravish me all night long. Even after waking up, I would find him seducing me. As much as I loved it,

because I would exert myself too much that way, but he wouldn’t

and here we were, still behaving like newly mated rabbits. He would be at fault

on my inner thighs, I bit back a moan and slid

later. Let’s eat now. I’m hungry. Your child needs food,”

much as I loved the little one inside, I hated that I looked like a c*w now. But he didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, weirdly, he keeps saying that seeing me pregnant with his kid only turned him on. It boosted his ego, because he could show the world

my head. What would

up from his lust. Placing a hand on my

for keeping Mommy busy. The food is on the way, little one,” saying, he kissed my belly, then pecked

pasta, mashed potatoes and some veggies were scattered across our plates. I wanted to make some garlic shrimps, but recently I started to dislike the taste of shrimp. So

asked, once he put

he put some pasta into his fork and held it against

could it not be good?” Taking my hand in his, he kissed my knuckles.

rushed to my cheeks as he let out a

my head. “Concentrate on the food, will

the pasta. I love it.” Still keeping my left hand in his, he

a

done by him in our home. I would just sit there for him to feed me. It was just on some occasions I cooked. It was just not my thing. But still, I made him and

Remembering his school…

school, you remember that, right? We have a meeting with his teacher about him joining the football team,” I said,

“Of course, how can I forget that? We’ll

appointment today?” I blinked. I

I didn’t know pregnancy hormones could make you forget things so easily. I wouldn’t have remembered about Archer’s school

half an hour. I was about to pick you up from home,

a middle aged kind lady whom he hired to take care of me whenever

I went back to the

with the lunch, we cuddled on his couch for a while until it was time to leave for

***

few. She’s on an important phone call,” said the

instead of attending her phone calls. Did she forget that she has an appointment with my wife?” Ace shot a glare at the poor nurse, making her

the inconvenience, Mr. Valencian. It’s an emergency. She needs to attend the phone call,” she stuttered, casting me a glance that asked for