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 mean

cocked his head. “Because

breath caught at my throat. The intensity of his eyes held me speechless. And

“I- I’m

leaned closer, stormy

of my

hot breath fell on my lips as his fingers dug into my flesh, sending shivers down

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office, right?” I asked, glancing at the

something,” he remarked,

my lips, I scowled. After he declared his claim on me back at the terrace, all I could do was get 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 but to get into his

him. Even when he tried to grab

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

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

you’re talking about.

my mouth as the picture of 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 to date was going to marry his cousin, who was more like a brother to him. But it seemed

anything like that, then what was that

into fists, my chest constricted. But I managed a calm facade before him. Years of practice, how could I

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

lost

You’re mine.

the years he maybe didn’t even care where his best friend’s little sister was. And now out of nowhere he called me his? He wanted me? When did this happen?

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of necklace in our store,” said the manager himself of this renowned jewelry outlet. And why not? The great Achilles

my eyes in my

my sister. I thought of declining, but I couldn’t just say no to those

here because Tess was obsessed with diamonds

another piece of necklace. They were too heavy. “Show

some more of their collections that I finally might like. I didn’t know much of Tess’s choice, but I knew she was fond of trying the brand

to the jewelries on display. Then something caught my eyes. A simple pendant with a diamond cut emerald in the middle with

of emeralds before, but the tiny ones in my bracelet

wonder who’s left this beautiful

like something for yourself?” Came his deep voice close to my ear. My step away from him was swift. This man just

We’re here for Tess, not me,

for a moment and then nodded his

a seat. Let us show the latest collections of our store,” the manager urged, with two

sitting area. I tried to wiggle out of his arm, glaring at him. But he kept a firm hold,

giving up, not wanting to create a scene. And the thing that I felt in his arms, his

with my head,

something for Tess, finally, he maneuvered me to another store. This

I told him our dressing style was a lot different, I couldn’t help him in

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