บททั้งหมดของ The Trap Of Ace: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

I had to crane my neck to look up at the huge skyscraper standing proud before me. Moulded with sleek glass, it reflected the whole city against it. And a huge OC Textiles was hung at the top of the building. My new office.I wasn't hoping for anything to turn out good, because from the past experiences, I knew my wish wouldn't get sanctioned anyway. But that didn't tame down the nervous flutters in my tummy. I wasn't even sure if I'd have to work here or they'd consider my request and transfer me elsewhere. Let's see what happens.Blowing out a breath, I walked inside. And I was left in awe.From the dark marble floor and classy contemporary interior, to the polished dark wood ceiling, everything was stunning and spotless. I didn't know an office could be this beautiful.When I approached the receptionist, she was up to her feet with a bright smile plastered onto her face, even before I could

I set the papers aside where my designs were printed on, and picked up my phone after it blared for the second time. A smile etched into my face seeing the caller ID."It took you a whole week to call me?" "And it took you two rings to pick up the phone?"I chuckled. "I was working on some designs. Anyway, what's up with you? How's the job going?" Since Warner had left for Seattle for his new job and I returned to California, it was our first conversation in this whole week."You're working on weekends? And yes, everything is going smooth. Life has never been this good. Though, the work is hard.""Glad to hear that," I said. If only my life was a little better. "And yes, but it's not official work. Just some of my ideas I needed to polish.""About the office, how's it going? I hope you still don't have any problem staying in California, do you?" he asked

Clutching the t-shirt tight against my chest, I whirled around and my breath caught into my throat. There, he stood rigid beside the door, hand clenched around the knob as his darker than ever stormy grey gaze preyed on my almost half naked body. Even with the t-shirt before my chest, I felt naked under his scorching stare.Curse the moment I decided to go braless due to the thick cotton blouse!"W-what are you doing here? Get out!" I screeched, as he stood there immobile, staring at me shamelessly.My outburst seemed to pull him out of his trance. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath. Once those grey pools opened again, instead of leaving, he closed the door behind him and stalked towards me.Eyes like saucers, I stepped back. "W-what are you doing? Get out of the room! Right now!"Only when he was inches away from me, then did he stop. Jaws clenched, his gaze went back to roam on m

Where did everyone disappear all of a sudden?I was looking around in confusion, until I felt a pair of scorching eyes on me. Turning to him, I found his gaze following every curve of mine and cuts of the dress, that exposed my sudden ultra sensitive skin to him. I bit my lip, not wanting to fidget under his stare. "Is it okay?" With a tight nod, he beckoned me to him. Confused, I glided near. Still his eyes on my body, he handed me a black dress. "Try this."When I unfolded it, my eyes widened. It was even shorter than the one I was flaunting right now. And as a cherry on the top, it was off shoulder and backless. What the hell? He could just instead pick a bikini for her!"I'm not wearing it!"One of his eyebrows arched. "Why not? It's a classy branded gown. I think Tess will definitely love it.""But it's too short!" I argued.

"This is not a way to dance. No one dances like this," I complained, huffing."I'm not anyone, Rosebud. I'm Achilles Valencian. I don't follow rules, I make them," he said, pulling me deeper into his arms.Sighing, I gave up.While the others moved around the dance floor, he didn't let even an inch of distance between us. When his one hand should be in one of mine and the other on my waist, both of his strong arms were firmly wrapped around me, keeping me against his chest. And mine were locked around his neck. He wouldn't even move freely, just slow sways. As if no one in the world was watching us. But the glares of both single and taken women couldn't be ignored.When my neck started to hurt, craning to look at him all the time, I rested my cheek on his chest. Closing my eyes, I let him move us around in slow waves. His scent with every intake of breath lulled me to peace.I remained silent as he