Seventeen

ACE’S POV

Ace watched as Ashley glided into the hall.

In the dress that he had ordered that she wear.

He smiled.

Yes, that was exactly what he had wanted.

He hadn’t expected her to wear the dress. But he had hoped she would.

Ashley had a penchant for being stubborn to him and telling him no. But he had used his power over her.

He was going to be ending her to do his binding in every way he could and the sooner she got used to it, the better for both of them.

He had sent her the dress after she has bitten his tongue.

The bitch. The stupid fucking bitch.

But he knew what he wanted and it was her.

Looking at all eyes stare at her, he felts himself get very upset.

He didn’t want anyone to admire her.

He wanted to keep her in a room where only he could look at admire her.

She was his and only his.

As he watched her get into the hall and then the man makings announcements asking if she was a princess that he had forgotten to mention.

“No she isn’t.” She said. And then she looked at