Ace's POV
I freed myself off my tie and two buttons from my shirt as soon as we got into the Lamborghini while waiting for the chauffeur to ignite the engine. It was until then that I could finally breathe in fresh air of which the media was fully the major cause of my initial suffocation. Despite being aware earlier on of everything we played in front of the media, I still couldn't help but to feel pressured by that act. It was just supposed to be a facade for the public, but it definitely took a great toll on me. I glanced at the lady beside me to see if she felt the same way but as usual, her expression wasn't easy to fathom, which makes me wonder what she could be thinking at the moment. I admitted she looked too gorgeous in that wedding dress, even when I only had a little chance to adore her. If it were to be in the past, I would have hushed praises into her ears and probably, she would smile back whilst doing the same. But things were different between us now. I clenched my fists, trying to brush past the clouding thoughts of the sight I witnessed that night—the night which changed everything between us, while closing my eyes and resting my head. The anger that I'd forgotten for a brief moment, or so I thought, returned at once and I realized one thing. No matter what I felt being closer to her presently, the feeling of hatred from that night would definitely surpass such feeling. There was no specific reason as to why I accepted this marriage again, especially after what she'd done days back. But I knew dad was going to link me to another arranged marriage if eventually this didn't work out. It was better getting married to Brittany on contract then live like strangers since we both despised one another than to live with a lady who would probably feel too obligated as my wife. The last thing I wanted was to be tied to a marriage with a lady. I preferred having them at my disposal, and different ones at that. “Stop the car.” I heard all of a sudden, and I was forced to open my eyes. The car stopped and Brittany stepped out of the car with her fighting along with her dress. The sight would have been funny if everything was good at the moment. My brows furrowed as I sat up, watching in silence where she was headed until she got into another car which I didn't realize had stopped in front of ours. Who the f*ck came to pick her up? And why? I remained long-necked until I became certain that no one was in the car with her except for the man who was obviously just a chauffeur. The car finally drove away, then my chauffeur made to proceed our journey, but I stopped him. “Take me to the penthouse.” I stated after a while of thinking if it was the right decision to follow the car which took Brittany, but I thought against it in the next second. “Alright sir.” The chauffeur nodded, then changed his direction. √√√√√√√~~~~ “Congratulations to the latest groom in town.” I heard immediately I stepped my foot into the penthouse. There was a pop of champagne followed by a loud chant. I shook my head and paused in my steps, staring at them as they jumped up in smiles like kids. Some content of champagne splashed on me and I heaved a heavy sigh. They were already grown men yet still acted like teenagers. “Come on in, man.” Wayne approached me and dragged me further into the room. “Here, have some.” Kelvin uttered, pouring champagne into one of the empty glass cups as he stretched it out to me. I collected it before slumping down to the nearest couch as I crossed my legs and took a sip. “Congratulations, bro, you've made us proud.” Alex said, tapping my shoulder with an instinctive smile. He was the most innocent among us, while Wayne and Kelvin were as naughty, just like me. Although, Alex used to be like us but something or rather someone changed him along the years—his crush in college. Just the same way I once changed for Brittany, and she messed it all up, but that didn't stop Alex from being our friend. I glanced at him as he was sitting on the same couch and in the same position as I was. “Well, thanks bro.” The sarcasm in my tone made all of them chuckle. “Never have I thought you'd be the first to stand at the altar to say the wedding vows, dude.” Wayne stated a fact as he took a seat on the opposite couch. Well, it was a fact because I had also never thought of it, not once in my entire life. “None of us thought of it, even he doesn't know it.” Kelvin chipped in as he also took a seat, beside Wayne. “Or am I wrong?” He added, lifting an eyebrow. Their gazes turned towards my direction before they all busted into howling laughter when I didn't reply. I joined in the laughter and soon, it died down. “What do you expect from someone who clearly wants to remain single all his life?” Wayne voiced out, immediately the laughter died down, earning another round of chuckle from the guys. “Thank Goodness, you all know that.” I sneered and took a sip of champagne. “Why does this place look dry?” I raised a question, feasting my eyes around. What I expected was something bubbly going on in the penthouse, but I was surprised when I met only the guys inside. “Huh?” I repeated and took my gaze to the guys to see Wayne and Kelvin exchanging a knowing smile. “This is nothing compared to what we have for you. This was just our own responsible way of saying congratulations.” Kelvin stated with a lopsided smile. “Yeah, the main thing is yet to come.” Wayne added, nodding in agreement. Alex scoffed from where he sat as he turned me to face him. “Dude! You just got married today. You should be with your bride and not planning to club with some single pringles like us.” “Speak for yourself, Alex. It's not like the supposed bride is willing to give him what he desires.” Kelvin rebuked instantly, his tone suddenly sounding slightly irritated. “But it's still not right for him to go clubbing today, of all days. What if he is seen? And with a stripper at that? Then.......” “That's enough guys. Whether married or not, nothing's going to change. This has been my lifestyle even before I got married, so it'll remain that way.” Interrupting Alex who sounded ever ready to start an argument, I set a boundary for both of them not to cross, and they knew better. Alex scoffed out before he sprang to his feet, “You trio can suit yourselves.” Then he brushed past and stomped out of the penthouse. Ugh, Alex and his flimsy anger! He would come along when he was back to his calm self. “I think it's time I see what you guys have in stall for me.” I chimed in, standing to my feet in the next minute. The place was becoming too boring for me, that I could no longer stand it. “Bro, you just spoke my mind. Let's just go already, it's way fun over there.” Wayne agreed with me then dragged Kelvin who stood up crookedly. Obviously, he was still angry at the argument he had with Alex. “Come on guys.” Wayne added before finally dragging Kelvin out, and I followed suit.~~ Brittany's POV ~~Running down to the hospital, Mom was the first person I saw when I reached the VIP ward. She was standing beside Dad, staring into nothingness. Not until, the door slid open and I walked in. Surprisingly, Dad was still lying on the bed, the machines beeping loudly as always and the usual oxygen mask on his face as he had never woken from a coma."What happened, Mom? Why is Dad still lying unconscious?" I asked as I stood beside her, staring between her and my Dad.That was when I noticed the difference. His eyes were opened. But why wasn't he moving?"He's awake but still can't respond to external stimuli. The doctors said he is in a vegetative state and will need a few days or weeks to recover." Mom replied, as if reading my mind and I froze for a moment before I let out a low breath.She patted my shoulder, studying my worried expression more. "The doctors assured us he'll be fine, and that's what we hope for." I nodded and glanced at her. She was also trying
~~ Brittany's POV ~~I knew I felt scared, upset, frustrated, and every other emotion with the likes. So, as soon as the call about the culprit came in, I had to leave everything behind to rush over to the station with anger.Mrs. Lucia was the one who kept me busy, at least to keep my mind off the incident until Ace returned home. We'd trimmed flowers while chatting along the way after eating breakfast, and we planned to go grocery shopping together. But our time together didn't last as I left to learn more about the culprit.Coming down to the station to realize that the culprit was just a brother of my father's late driver was never what I expected. I wanted to fume and yell at whomever it was but all of that suddenly vanished when his intentions became known. Not like it justified his actions to have almost shot me to death but somehow I felt guilty about the death of his older brother. To make my sympathy escalate further, they couldn't have a last moment together as he was in j
~~ Ace's POV ~~I pressed my hand down to the paper, my fingers clinging around the pen as I signed the necessary parts in the documents.Another contract signed. Another business deal bagged. Another collaboration made. My new partner and I shook hands, and I left, my secretary and a few members of my team staying behind to take care of the rest. Now, it was time to head back home as promised. I brought out my phone to check Brittany's reply to my most recent message; a short note to tell her about the meeting that made me leave home early this morning. I already promised to stay with her today, so it was only right she knew of my whereabouts.A smile found its way to my lips as I read her simple reply: Sure. I'll be expecting you soon. But, why was I smiling? Maybe it was the smiley emoji at the end of her message. Something stirred deep within me, tugging at my heartstrings. That made me smile even more.I halted my footsteps to message her back but two feet in black shoes sudd
"Mr. Fox was your boyfriend, true or false?"There was no response."You both still contacted each other secretly even though the late Mr. Fox wasn't permitted to make phone calls, am I right?"There was still no response despite the long silence that followed in the dimly lit interrogation room."Miss Lora, are you going to remain silent?" The male detective asked, his tone laced with frustration and he sighed lowly. "We'll go nowhere if you continue like this.""Then ask better questions!" Lora fired, eyes shooting toward the detectives in a glare. Her hands trembled slightly on the table but she tried so hard to hide the fact that fear lingered inside her."I'm only doing my job, young Miss.""By trying to make me the suspect of murder, right? I'm not a fool not to realize all the questions that are being thrown at me are obviously because of what you think." The detective sighed again, bowing his head for a while. "We haven't concluded the incident to be murder which is why we wa
~~ Brittany's POV ~~A sharp, long-stretched moan escaped my lungs as soon as Ace's finger pushed its way inside me. He pulled his finger out and went in again with a pause, letting my walls give in to the adjustments as he rubbed my clit with the other four fingers. Everything was slow at first, not until he began to thrust in and out of me, his tempo increasing in a few second intervals.I felt his fingers double inside me, and then it tripled, earning a whimper from me. Even when he had informed me that the room was soundproofed, I still feared letting all the sounds out could make someone hear us but it seemed as if my body and desires were failing my thoughts. He readjusted his position, fully settling in between my legs, and what followed next almost set my entire system ablaze with pleasure. His cold tongue grazed my warm flesh, its wetness darting in and out of my V, teasing me in a way that my mind went blank at that moment. The feeling was infuriating and, at the same time,
~~ Ace's POV ~~Meeting her at the hospital premises was unexpected. I mean, I had gone there only because of personal reasons - to find out someone I still believed could just be a figment of my imagination. But, it was all thanks to that reason that a tragedy didn't occur today. If I hadn't sighted the gunman earlier to have gotten Brittany out of sight before the gunshot, then what would have happened?Whoever the masked gunman was, had targeted Brittany because he vanished right after firing just one bullet at her. When I tried to find him again, he was gone and the people who witnessed the scene didn't know of his whereabouts as well. It was like he just vanished into thin air. But that was for a matter of time. I would find him soon and he wouldn't know what hit him."We've found the gun that was used near the crime scene. Once we get a person who matches the descriptions you gave, we'll add him to the wanted list. Although it might not be easy, since his face was covered.""Do