تسجيل الدخولPOV: VINEMy hands were clamped over my face so hard I thought I was going to push my own eyes into the back of my skull.The image was practically burned onto my retinas. No matter how hard I blinked in the dark safety of my palms, it wouldn't go away.I was screaming like my lungs were going to give out, but as the echoes of my voice started to bounce off the kitchen tiles, I realized something incredibly annoying. I was the only one making any noise. The entire house was noisy, and all of the sound was all coming from me.Ace had only let out that one startled, choked "Gah!" right after the towel hit the floor, and after that, he had gone completely quiet."Close your mouth, Vine. Seriously," his voice drawled from somewhere above me. He sounded way too calm now, which only made my face burn hotter. "And stop staring through your fingers. You're beginning to seem like a total perverted creep right now.""I am not staring!" I shrieked, my voice cracking on the last word. I slowly pa
POV: ACEThe hot water had done zero to get the stiffness out of my shoulders, but at least I didn't smell like that loser’s crappy backyard anymore.I walked out of the bathroom, rubbing a towel through my hair and letting it drop around my neck. I only had another towel wrapped around my waist, my skin still steaming a little in the cool air of my bedroom.My phone was sitting on the nightstand, buzzing like crazy.I picked it up and threw it on speaker, flopping onto the edge of my mattress. It was a group call with the guys."So?" Jaxon’s voice came through first, sounding way too awake. "How bad was the lecture? Did your old man try to cut your allowance again?""They’re all idiots," I muttered, leaning back on one elbow and staring at the ceiling. "Just a bunch of men yelling about focus and legacy. The usual crap.""They aren't totally wrong to be worried, man," Leo chimed in. "You did kind of cause a riot in the Great Hall today. The board is probably throwing a fit right now.
POV: VINEThe sound of the motorcycle cutting off outside made me scramble to adjust the pillows. I tried to look as pathetic and sleepy as possible, even though my heart was still hammering from my little trip down the hallway.A few minutes later, Ace walked in. He looked exhausted. There was a dark smudge on his jaw that looked suspiciously like blood, but he didn't say a word about where he’d been, so I couldn't dare to ask. He didn't even say hello. He just walked over and pressed the back of his hand against my forehead."God, Vine. You’re freezing," he muttered, his brow furrowing. "I’ve seen ice cubes with more body heat than you right now. Your skin literally feels like a fish.""Very romantic, Ace. Thanks," I croaked, pulling the blanket up to my chin. "Maybe it's because I was, you know, at the bottom of a pool earlier."He rolled his eyes and set a plastic bag from the pharmacy on the nightstand."Don't get sassy with me. You aren't feeling too good yet, which means you’
POV: ACEI parked the bike a block away from the old house.I walked up the driveway, my boots silent on the cracked pavement.I could see a light on in the upstairs window. The glow was flickering, changing colors every second.Blue. Green. Red.Even from outside, you could easily tell that he was gaming.The bastard had almost taken Vine’s life, and then he just came home to play video games.I saw an old woman through the kitchen window. His grandma, probably. She was yelling something up the stairs about him needing to go to bed and stop wasting his life on the computer.She had no idea she was living with a murderer. Or at least, a guy who tried to be one.I didn't use the front door. That was dumb. I'd rather get this over with than have an oldie yelling ‘thief’ at me.I climbed the trellis on the side of the house like it was a ladder. It groaned under my weight, a normal being would hear it, but I was pretty sure Mr gamer was way too occupied to notice that. I reached the win
POV: VINEI could hear the sound of Ace's bike from all the way here. The one I'd seen right through the window as I looked out. Where was he going…?Oh well. He was probably out to take care of whatever he'd mentioned earlier. I stayed still, holding the scrunchie in my hand until the sound of the bike disappeared completely. He was gone.The house suddenly got so quiet I could hear a clock ticking somewhere down the hall.I was starving. My stomach felt like it was eating itself, and the rush of finding the scrunchie made me too antsy to sit still.I threw the covers off and stood up. My legs felt shaky, but I could walk.I walked out of the room into a hallway that looked straight out of a fancy magazine.Everything was spotless. Super well-kept. It didn't look like a single guy lived here, especially not someone as messy as Ace Callahan.There was no dust, zero junk around….. It was almost like a museum showing off a life I didn't have.I walked past a few closed doors, my heart
POV: VINEMy head felt like soggy cotton wool that a horse had stepped on.Every time I tried to open my eyes, the light felt like tiny needles stabbing my eyeballs. I just wanted to be back in the dark. At least it didn't hurt just as much. But eventually, the mix of expensive cologne and clean laundry smell started pulling me back to reality.I blinked a few times, my vision all blurry and wobbly, until things started coming into focus.The first person I saw was Ace.He was in a chair pulled right up to the bed, sleeping with his head resting on the mattress near my hip. He was…. sleeping? If I wasn't misunderstanding then he'd probably dozed off while waiting for me to wake up.I stayed super still, barely breathing, not wanting to wake him up. Who knew how long he'd been awake, looking after me. It was strange. He looked so different like this. When he was awake, he was always this huge, scary guy who made everyone want to bolt.Even when he tried to be nice, he always had this
Vine"Does this have to do with my sister, your late mate? Is that why you brought me here?""Fuck! Tell me, is that why you torture me?" I asked again, my fingers kneading against my soft perky breasts as fluids flowed down my pussy in utter need.He pulled out right when I needed him the most. Ev
Vine "How... How could you, sister?" Her voice broke in pitch and her lips wobbled as she gazed at me like someone who had lost her soul.I tried to say something. Just to defend myself, to tell her I didn't know what pushed me to do it. But my throat felt dry and before I knew what was happening,
VineI shut my eyes the moment his tongue touched mine, I could feel my senses gone as my skin exploded in warmth, and an ecstasy I didn't imagine existed.Was Ace a good kisser or he had some other kind of magic to his tongue...Or both. 'Cause I've never been so high on just a kiss.His free left
Ace Six years ago… No. Five. Whatever! It doesn't even matter because no matter the time that has passed, it's impossible to erase the pain she caused me. My eyes settled on the girl in front of me. Vine. Her black and white eyes are fixed on mine and her arms are still around my neck and I coul







