Ace Book Novels & Stories

*VINCENZO ACE* There was something about the world I lived in: Possessively claiming and breaking down the bones of any barrier in my way. Seeing the wrong as right and the right as wrong. It was something I'd grown up to believe—it was something I'd done out of ignorance. Power was one thing I held and it seems to have clung a bit of selfishness in me—a selfishness I'd used to get everything I wanted as long as I was satisfied. Whoever gets involved would be bearing the consequences of my selfishness and not me.

"Shit, that sucks. Ace and I don't typically work together, but it must not have made it through the grapevine yet." Caleb stows everything in the back. "No, it happened super late. Leigh and I had to do some serious maneuvering to cover the Saturday morning crowd today. But as far as I know, everything's getting dried out, it's just been stressful. I think Ace may have lost some of his military stuff, and she lost some of her books. It's all material things, but those things meant a lot to them. Hopefully the company the insurance has called in can save some of it." "Same." I nod. "The least I could do was bring the paper plates."

She said and stood up, “I will get everything ready, I will never forget this kindness.” No, I’m the one who would never forgive this kindness. “Dr Ace is here to see you,” Becky said and I excused myself from the office. I went downstairs to see Ace sitting on the couch, the moment he saw me, his eyes lit up, “Elvira….. Sorry, Mrs Kyrell.” “You are here this early,” I said as I took my seat opposite him. “I came regarding the list of medical equipment and drugs that will be needed at my place,” Ace said, “Is there any medical records or allergies I should be aware of?”

This place, while looking daunting and familiar, had changed so much. I never saw anything besides Ace's bedroom, which used to be on the ground floor. Not paying attention to where we were going, I almost ran into Ace’s back as he stopped in front of a dark door, pausing before opening it. We must be in his office, large built-in bookcases lined the back wall, with the center being a display for a bourbon collection which I couldn't help but roll my eyes at. The desk in front of the bookcases was built to intimidate; the stepped front molding looked handcrafted. Suddenly I am terrified to touch anything. Ace seemed to hesitate about where to sit, looking at his desk and then back to the lou

Ace got his blue eyes from his mom and black hair from his dad; he was the perfect combination of the two. Seconds later, my parents came in carrying plates and drinks. After placing them on the table they took their seats next to each other beside Mr Romano. I was sitting at the end of the table, Mason was in between me and Ace who had his legs crossed on the other chair and his head resting against Mason's arm with his phone in his hands. He really didn't give a fuck as to where he was or that his parents were present. He just say what he wants, do what he wants and where he wants.

What was he doing here anyway? He said it was his room. That meant this was his penthouse, and not Caleb's? But then why did Liza say it was Caleb's… oh! So 'the boss' meant, Achilles? I thought she was Caleb's assistant, so she might refer to him as the boss. God! I'm such an idiot! And then something clicked. If Ace was 'the boss', that meant, he made that cabin for me? That beautiful cabin I was so comfortable working in? And here I thought it was Caleb.

Photo album Anna watched in shock as Ace stood in the middle of her room. "What is that?" Ace pointed to the album still laying on the bed and that was when she snapped back to her senses. "Ye... Yes, you can come in," Anna closed the door and rushed towards him. "Oh, that? That is an album, the children's photo album." She took the album and gave it to him. "You can check the pictures out," Anna smiled. Ace sat down on the sit he found and opened it, he started flipping through the pages slowly as he saw cute poses of the children.

I passed him the book. “She is one of my female friends,” Ace answered. I should be happy but I wasn't because that wasn't the reaction of a female friend. He was lying, who really was Ziora to him? What relationship did they share? I took the book from him and wrote, “Why is your phone empty? There is nothing at all.” Ace used his hand to push his hair back, “I lost my phone before I came here. I got a new one, and that's why the phone is empty.”

Let's get some facts straight so we don't get confused Ace is the male lead of the book, he has never been in love, and the only type of love he has ever felt is familial love from his Grandfather and Ms. Mary, his nanny. That is why it seems he's messing things up with Sky, he has no clue what he's doing or feeling.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A