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.

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 he got to know that he impregnated me, for the second time, he barely

the door open, I padded

asked in a very cold voice, without looking up, too busy with signing on files. An adorable

Mr. Valencian. Thought you would be hungry,” I said, making

stormy grey orbs, and it didn’t take long for

into his warmth. “What

“I wanted to surprise you.

then back to my face. Pressing

to stay home and rest? You have

pouted. “I’m fine! Aren’t you happy that I’m here? I

But you’re eight months along, baby, you shouldn’t exert

reappeared on my face as I nodded my

away from his

favorite dishes specially for me, with her own hands,” he rasped against my jaw,

always h***y one here, which I was, most of the time, but it never surpassed his lust

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

me work because I would exert myself too much that way, but he wouldn’t mind to tire me out with

be at fault mostly. Seriously, half of

I

I’m hungry. Your child needs food,” I complained, roaming my

c*w now. But he didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, weirdly, he keeps saying that seeing me

my head. What

from his lust. Placing a hand on my bump, he caressed it gently. A look of felicity

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

make some garlic shrimps, but recently I

I asked, once he put

some pasta into his fork and held it against my mouth. Which

could it not be good?” Taking my hand in his, he kissed my knuckles. “These hands have magic. Just

my

food, will

keeping my left hand in his, he went for another spoonful, letting out a moan.

a

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

Remembering his school…

We have a meeting with his teacher about him joining the

forget that? We’ll

appointment today?” I blinked.

didn’t know pregnancy hormones could make you forget things so easily. I wouldn’t have remembered about Archer’s school either if I didn’t get a call from his teacher just an hour

to pick you up from home, but since you’re here, I’ll just call Judy to send your reports from last month with

lady whom he hired

I went back to

on his couch for a while until it was time to leave for my regular check-up. So when the driver got me my medical reports, we

***

you in a few. She’s on an important phone call,” said the nurse,

should be doing her job 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 fidget

for the inconvenience, Mr. Valencian. It’s an emergency. She needs to attend the