LOGIN-Ace –
I checked the time on my watch and tapped my finger on it impatiently. I have a meeting booked today with the Stanleys.I sighed, staring at the large office. It’s my home office, the place it all began before I was given the title of CEO, although no one would believe that. Everyone thinks I put my old man and siblings in coma just to be number one. I did nothing to clear the rumours because it could be true. A smile formed on my face. My cruel nature makes me feared and I love it.I sipped out of my half full champagne flute and ran my eyes on some papers. “Lorelei Stanley.” I read while looking at the small head photo of hers on the side of the page which has her basic information. The one lady who had the guts to challenge me in a party held in my honour. I drank from my glass again, not taking my eyes off the page.I’ve been studying her since that incident three months ago. When she made a fool of herself in my party. Rather, a fool of me. My jaw tightened and I dropped the file on my desk, staring at nothing in particular. It was a masked dinner party but my initials were printed on the collar of my suit jacket, everyone knew who I was so her actions weren’t justified. It’s intriguing though. For a young adult with wealthy parents to struggle with her small pharmacy business. She’s poor.Yet her mouth runs faster than her income.I sighed, taking a deep breath while rolling myself in the chair. It’s been three months since that encounter yet I’m still pissed. I haven’t been able to focus on one thing without that girl popping in my head and I’ll make sure she gets every bit of revenge coming to her. Starting with this meeting I organised with her parents.Someone knocked on my door, intruding my thoughts.“Come in.” I said icily with a bland expression on my face.My personal body guard walked in. “They’re here. Mister and Mrs Stanley.”A half smile crept on my lips. “Serve them appetizers. I’ll be down in a minute.” I said to him and he bowed before walking out of the door. I drowned the contents in my flute completely and stood up. My fingers fisted my tie, arranging it as I stared at myself dressed formally in the mirror.I love that no one dares to counter my wishes. I love how uncomfortable and guarded they are when they’re in my presence. I love that they’re phased with fear. I love when adults look like they want to pee themselves to death. And I’m going to play the ruthless card today in the meeting.I cleared my throat and walked out of my room. There’s an elevator at the end of the corridor but I feel like exercising my legs today. I descended down the stares steadily, sighting the heads of the couple. With every step I took, the more I could behold their figures. The man turned to face me when I was on the last step and stood. He looks agitated and I love it.“A pleasure to meet you Ace. You can’t imagine the delight when I received the mail that you wanted us to dine with you.” He said and stretched his hand out for a shake, chuckling lightly. I looked at it. I don’t know if I’m wearing my ‘I want to be acquainted with you’ face or this man is just clueless.I walked past him and sat on the single sofa opposite him. “Sit.” I said and he obeyed. Just immediately, Martha walked up to us. She’s the head of my maids. Aligned behind her are the kitchen servants holding out covered trays of dishes. She called the names of each meal before presenting it to us on the center table. The girls walked away. “Please enjoy, young master.” She said and served me then walked away. It’s my policy. My maids are not supposed to be friendly or build relationships with guests. Nor are they meant to tolerate shit from anyone. It’s why I have them here. To be mine and mine alone. Plus, shyness is something I abhor.“Please, let’s dine together.” I said with a smile, pointing my hand at the table were the meal was set. Richard eyed me carefully. His timid reaction proved he wanted to know I was certain. I’m not a jester but the man is a smart man. Which is why I find it stupid that he has a child he physically and mentally abuses.I took a bite from my dish. It’s just fruit salad. I don’t want to eat anything heavy right now. I watched Richard and his wife feed themselves and waited.This is taking a whole damn time but I have something to propose. Something dire. I dropped my half full saucer on the glass table by my side and crossed my legs. My elbow leaned on the chair stand while the other rested on my thigh. This is disgusting. I thought, irritated. I have no idea why, but seeing them dine is making me sick.Richard fed his wife with juice then himself and cleared his throat.“I assume you’re done?” I asked with a forced smile.“Yes. The meal was good. Thank you.”“My pleasure.” I said distastefully. I don’t know if it was obvious in my tone but I hope it was.“Marco.” I called, waving my fingers and my body guard arrived, strolling from behind with a suitcase. I eyed Richard as he looked confused. “Open it.” Marco did as I requested and pointed the suitcase to them. Mrs Stanley’s eyes widened.“What is this for? If I may ask.”I’m glad she did. “My price.” I said with a grin. “That’s two million dollars. If you want more, I will make it available. I want to buy your daughter.”Richard looked upset. “What kind of insult is this Ace?”“It’s Master Ace to you.” I corrected and leaned forward. “And Richard, I wasn’t proposing. It’s non negotiable.”His brow furrowed. Marco handed him the contract to sign along with incriminating evidence I have to destroy him and everything he worked for.“Need I say more?” I asked with a smile. I’m being generous. Because of his refusal I’m meant to reduce the price but I won’t.He took the pen from Marco and asked him to show him where to sign. He signed. A satisfied grin formed on my face. It’s his least favourite child after all so he shouldn’t feel bad. I saved him the horror.Marco took it from him and handed it to me. I signed and gave him back the document. “I’ll have a printed copy given to you by the end of the day.”Richard’s wife squeezed his thighs. Is that some form of consolement? My jaw tightened. They don’t even like her. This pretense is making me mad. “Don’t look so pitifully Elaine.” I said to her and she shot her face up.“Eh?”“This fake act. Drop it. We both know you’re more than happy to discard her. You’re not her mother after all and I know what you do. Both of you.” I stared at them. Richard is the girl’s father so he’s the fool. “Imagine the years you’d spend in jail when it’s out.”Her facial expression changed. She shot an icy look at me. There’s nothing she can do about it but hate me from a distance. “Bring my betrothed to me on Friday. We shall wed next week Thursday.” I stood then they did. “And none of you are invited.” I said with a smile. “Escort them out Marco. Call the fumigator later. My house has been infested by pests.” I meant them. I walked back upstairs to my office to think.Lorelei Stanley. I will make you pay, even if it kills me.- LORELEI -I have been surfing through the net all day, regretting my decision to shun his advances out when deep down, I wanted to hop on the chance .Ever since I was a child, I have always wanted to have the liberty to design my own room and house and when I may not be able to get the house of my dreams, the opportunity to design my own room the way I want presented itself and I freaking denied the chance all for some grudge. Now I am beating myself over it. I should have accepted yet kept the cold shoulder. That would’ve been way better, but I did not do that and now? I am too proud to go back to him and tell him I had a change of heart. That I think I do want to take the chances and create my dream room not because he requested I do so but because I am bored. Like he would buy that. I doubt he would.And the last thing I want to see is the smug expression on his face as I meet with him and make that comment. He would enjoy it way too much and that is the least of what I want. I
- ACE -Someone knocks on my door. “Come in.” I say, my fingers crossed at my awaited answer. The maid I assigned to Lorelei’s room comes back to meet me holding a full tray, with both her hands, of the meal I had her prepare for Lorelei. I look at her in distress as she shakes her head, the sorrow of the situation evident on her face. “Thank you, you may go.” I mutter under my breath. The maid takes a bow before leaving my room, shutting the door gently behind her. Lorelei has not stepped out of her room since u met her this afternoon. She has not come out to inspect anything or come out to eat. She hasn’t said a word to anyone and anything all day. Every single time I stepped out to inspect the work going on, I stopped by to check in on her without disturbing her peace by barging into her room and each time, the workers in front of her door gave me the same signal. The one I told them to do if she doesn’t step out. Sometimes, I even sent people to go and check in on her. Asked
- ACE - “Get your filthy hands off me.” Lorelei barks at me, snapping my hands away from her waist. I want to put it back. My hand suddenly misses the feel of her small figure against it and craves to feel her form again but I don’t want to cause any stir. She doesn’t seem like someone who won’t make a scene this early in the noon despite the presence of people here. After all, the silence of my servants are bought as well. “Get some good sleep?” I ask, lowering my head to hers. She pushes her body to the side, her attempt to avoid my face from touching her skin before moving away from me. “What do you think?” She groans. I let out a chuckle under my breath at her movement and words. “Who on earth begins work so early in the morning? What kind of insane person are you?!” Lorelei is grumpy all the time to me but today, she’s exceptionally grumpy. I can guess she’s not a fan of not waking up by her free will. I hold my hand up, the one that houses my watch, and point
- LORELEI -My brows twitch as a frown forms on my face. Is it even morning? Why is there so much noise? Why are people even up by this time and what the heck is going on?I groan, turning in my bed to the side while keeping my eyes closed, trying not to drive the sleep away. I use my hand to draw the pillow over my head to cover my ears. I can hear chatter. Lots and lots of chatter and the sound of things hitting against things like someone is planning a moving of furniture from one location to another. I wish I could yell at whoever it is disturbing my beauty sleep to get the hell away from the front of the room but I don’t want to raise my voice so early in whatever the heck the time is. I just want to keep sleeping. I need to keep sleeping. Something tells me that waking up so abruptly will cause me to have a head ache all day and I do not want that. A girl needs a clear, sane head to be able to survive the psycho of a man she’s married to as well as put her plan for payback in p
- ACE - I stare at the folders before me, thinking deep. A sigh rattles out my lips. Right now, in this ungodly hour so early in the morning, I am awake. And for once, my mind is not being plagued by Lorelei and what she said. Actually no, it’s partially plagued. I’m just dealing with it way better than I was yesterday. The point is, I overreacted and let it out on her. I knew I doing that would fill me with regret yet I proceeded to do so anyway. And I sure do regret. Every moment in my head is chaotic, plagued by how I can make her be herself with me but it is like I am a whole new different person when I am next to her. Saying things I do not mean and actually being there who witness how badly my words affect her. Each time, it breaks me yet every time an opportunity presents itself for me to do better, I fumble so hard that I amaze myself. I let out a sigh, running my hands through my hair, fatigued of my own actions. Even now, despite it all, I am working on a project
- LORELEI - I sit on the bed in the new room. I almost melt as my body sinks into it. It’s so soft. I want to lie down flat and roll my body over it but not when he’s still here. Standing by the door like I am a child. And looking at me even. I don’t like it at all. It gives me an eerie feeling like this man is waiting for me to fall into some deep slumber all to murder me during it. I frown. “I have showered, dressed up, and moved into the said new room. I think this is your sign to leave.” I finally muster up the courage to say. A heavy sigh stretches from the door way to my ears. Ace’s folded arms across his chest falls to both his sides. “Get some good sleep, Lorelei.” He says from the door, his voice a gentle breath. I scoff. “Don’t act like you care about me, Ace.” I mutter back. “It gets old.” I pull the duvet up then slip underneath it, covering my form in my laid position on the bed. My back is faced to him. “There are no camera’s here so you’re free to be your typi







