Aella She is even more annoying than I could ever imagine. She starts dishing out instructions to the three ladies, asking them to take the dresses off the hangers and place them on the bed. I sit down on the edge of the bed, my eyes burning with unshed tears. I would kill Ace the minute I see him, how dare he disrespect me by sending his lover here? It was my first time in a different room, how many days in this mansion and I had no idea there were rooms downstairs. I wonder if he had fucked her on this same bed. "Ah! it's a good thing I always come prepared. These dresses would fit." I don't like the colours, most of them are purple and the rest are lemon. I don't have anything against them, but I would like to look less... colourful when going to class. For somebody who had her legs spread for a man, it's ridiculous that I feel shy undressing in front of these women. I can't remember when last I had a bra on, my boobs are not exactly small, but it is no

AELLATwo fingers turn to three, I moan in ecstasy. I am so close, so close to coming."Look at how greedy your pussy is for my fingers; you are taking me like a good whore that you are."I immediately get wetter, grinding my poor backside on his erection. I like his dirty mouth; I like it when he says dirty things to me. "Please fuck me, Ace.""You want my cock so badly?" He clamps his teeth on my neck, forcing a scream from my mouth."Yes...please, cum inside me.""Whose whore are you, who owns this tight pussy baby?""You" I cry out "I am yours."He drags my hair back "Open". I whimpered as I obeyed. He spits into my mouth. It was disgusting- It was so hot. It was truly repulsive and made me shiver with ecstasy. He pulls his fingers out of me and pushes two of them into my mouth, I taste myself."Lick them clean, taste how sweet you are." He pressed his finger so deep in my mouth that I gagged."That is a good girl. You like tasting how wet you are?" His hand is so deep in my thro

ACE I was horny and tired. I haven't slept for days now, and as much as I would love to think of myself as a machine, I am nothing but a man. A man who has lost everything he ever cared for. My mother, and then Mike who was like a father to me, a man that had taken me in and made sure I was properly taken care of. Although I had hated him for some time, I still didn't want him dead. He should have come to me, just as my poor mother should have opened up to me. I have spent the past few days working, trying to find the truth behind Zade killing his father and the file... I sigh adjusting my tie. I need to find it sooner rather than later. After the shootout at Mike's cabin, my men couldn't capture anyone which left us guessing that Zade's men must have killed Mike. I need to find the file soon; I also need Information concerning Mike's death. I am a man that works with evidence, that is why I am respected by crime lords even if I am not one myself. I kno

ACEI am exhausted and I need to sleep. I am also losing my patience. I stand up moving towards him. "You want this the hard way?""I swear, I don't know why Zade wanted him alive. I don't know why he killed his father and framed Mike."He starts struggling, fighting against the rope when I bring the knife closer. I drag his left hand, chopping off his middle finger without hesitation, his screams worsen my headache. I am barely standing as it is."We can make that video call now if you like.""Easy boy. I need to have fun with him too. Don't kill him before I get started." Ryker adds clearing his throat.I grab another finger, pushing the tip of the knife into it, slowly. "We would go slower now."He has tears running down his good eyes. "Please I am saying the truth.""Ryan, make that call for me."He starts pleading, swearing on his daughter's life that he was telling the truth. I sit back on my chair, dropping the knife on the floor. I believe him, he wasn't lying when he said he

ACE "Where is she?" I demand from Lucas when I get home. I had been sceptical about hiring him because of his calm face and nice smile. Compared to Dan, he has an approachable face. I didn't think much of it then, but now that I have these messed up feelings for Aella, I don't want her to ever look at another man the way she looks at me. My men know better, but I can't say for my Angel. "In the bedroom Mr Hale." He looks at me, then immediately corrects himself. "Of course, she went to bed immediately after dinner." I know she had just fruits for breakfast and an alarming number of cakes, for lunch she requested pasta which made me happy. "And dinner" I ask impatiently. "Chips and roasted chicken. She wanted wine, but I declined." "Good. She is not allowed to drink when she is not with me." He nods his head in understanding, resuming his position at the door. Ryan and Jake will be coming tomorrow, I want to ease Aella in before introduc