The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 15

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 15 – I shook my head. Why did I care about what he was doing here?

I should just go back to the terrace.

Once back upstairs, I found the meeting was over and everyone was now enjoying their drinks, except Ace. He simply drank a glass of plain water.

And… that witch was now in my seat!

But his attention wasn’t on her, instead those stormy eyes were searching around for something. Until they landed on me. Was that relief that flashed over them?

He beckoned me to him with his head, but I turned around and went to Liza who was talking to two of the Arabs beside the railings. Matt wasn’t here, he went to attend a phone call right after me when I left for the washroom.

“Hey, where did you go?” Liza asked.

“Washroom,” I replied, standing next to her. Nodding her head, she returned to the conversation.

One of the Arabs’ eyes locked with mine as he flashed me a smile. I remember his name was Fazza. At twenty something, with dark hair and tanned skin, he didn’t look bad. But the interest in his brown eyes didn’t match mine.

But out of politeness, I smiled back.

“How long are you working for Mr. Valencian?” he asked.

“Umm, it’s been just a week.” I averted my eyes from his awkward stare.

“Oh, so you’re new here,” he stated. “Though mine working in this field isn’t that old either. I just joined some months ago.”

“You’re a designer too?”

He nodded. “Yep, loved doing these drawings with paper and pencils from my childhood.”

This time my chuckle was genuine. “Well, I still draw the designs with them. Doing it on the computer doesn’t feel connected.”

A grin spread across his face. “Looks like we’re on the same page then.” He glanced at my hand. “You’re not having anything. You need a drink?”

When I was about to answer, an arm around my waist cut me off. A gasp slipped through my lips as I was pulled against a hard frame.

“Sweetheart, what took you so long? I was waiting for you,” he said with jaw tight as stone, casting a look of frost at Fazza. And I just stood there dumbfounded.

“You- you guys are together?” Fazza’s eyes fell where the arm that was wrapped around me possessively.

“Yes, she’s taken,” Ace replied, but it came out much like a hiss. Though his expression was cool, his eyes were hard, as if warning him off, staking his claim on me.

Fazza put his hands up, eyes wide. “No bad intentions here, Mr. Valencian. I was just talking. Anyways, I’ll just take your leave now.”

Once he was gone and so did the others, I tried to wriggle out of his hold but he only tightened it. Huffing, I glared up at him.

you doing? And what did you

cocked his head.

The intensity of his eyes held me speechless. And then my heart started racing, blood ran hot in

“I-

aren’t?” He leaned closer, stormy grey eyes held

my

His hot breath fell on my lips as his fingers dug into my

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office, right?” I asked, glancing at the mall standing tall

something,” he remarked,

out of his arms and run away from him. Then my plan to return with Liza and Matt failed as they already left me assuming I already had a ride. And I’d no way

hadn’t spoken to him. Even when he tried to grab my hand – the

my arms over my chest, snatching his smoldering gaze on there. Blood rushed to

brought his eyes back to mine. “Caleb and Tess’s engagement is on this Sunday night. And I need your

friend you’re talking about. You don’t know what

him and Tess from that night flashed in my mind. Did they really have anything at all between them? If they did, then he should’ve at least felt some discomfort that the girl he used

was that I saw? The intensity between

my chest constricted. But I managed a calm facade

something in my mind for Caleb, but I don’t know what to get for Tess. Yes, she’s my best friend, but as her sister, and a girl, you’d know better.” He regarded my face with assessing eyes, as if searching for something in there. Did he know of my inner turmoil?

silent, lost in my

You’re mine.

his best friend’s little sister was. And now out of

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is one of the best pieces of necklace in our store,” said the manager himself of this renowned jewelry

my eyes

a gift for my sister. I thought of declining, but I couldn’t just say no to those in need stormy grey eyes. I knew, I was being stupid and weak. But…

we were here because Tess

of necklace. They were too heavy. “Show me

the manager took off to show me some more of their collections that I finally might like. I didn’t know much of Tess’s choice, but

to the jewelries on display. Then something caught my eyes. A simple pendant with a

fond of emeralds before, but the tiny ones in my bracelet had won

wonder who’s left this beautiful bracelet before

deep voice close to my ear. My step away from him was swift. This man just

for Tess, not me,

moment and then

us show the latest collections of our store,” the manager urged, with two assistants behind

and led me to the sitting area. I tried to wiggle out of his arm, glaring at him.

up, not wanting to create a scene. And the thing that I felt in his arms, his scent, could be another reason why I

tampering with my head, as

Tess, finally, he maneuvered me to another store. This time, I was thrown to hunt

I told him our dressing style was a lot

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