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.

doing? And what did

cocked his head. “Because

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

gulped. “I- I’m

stormy grey eyes held me

of my head was

Rosebud? Because your eyes are saying otherwise.” His hot breath fell on my lips as his fingers dug into my flesh,

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go to the office, right?” I

something,” he remarked, eyes

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

I hadn’t spoken to him. Even when he tried to grab my

snatching his smoldering

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

raised my brow. “It’s your cousin and best friend you’re talking about. You don’t know what to

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 like it didn’t affect him, at

if there wasn’t anything like that, then what was that

my chest constricted. But I managed a calm facade before him. Years of practice, how could I not

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? The turmoil that was getting more difficult day by day to

stayed silent, lost in my own

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? Because I didn’t believe he just fell for me after just seeing me at

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

rolled my eyes in

I couldn’t just say no to those in need

because Tess

They were too heavy.

of their collections that I finally might like. I

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

emeralds before, but the tiny

beautiful bracelet before my

yourself?” Came his deep voice close to my ear. My step away from him was swift. This man just didn’t know

We’re here for

watched me for a moment

latest collections of our store,” the manager urged,

wrapped his arm around my waist and led me to the sitting area. I tried to wiggle out of his arm, glaring at him. But he kept a firm hold, pulling

thing that I felt

head, as well as my

me to another store. This time, I was thrown to

dressing style was a lot different, I couldn’t help

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