Ace Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

As from what I heard from the housemaid, Ace never attended the funeral ceremony ever since he grew up. The priest nodded his head enthusiastically, gesturing at me, " Sure child! Come forward!!" Slipping on my shoes, I walked forward to sit next to him just like he suggested. After reciting some prayers, he put something in my palms to place it under the picture. Right before I could drop the thing, a deep voice came from my back, arising goosebumps all over my skin, " Looks like you love to disobey me, Princepessa!" _________ " Slow down!! ACE!! SLOW DOWN!! FUCKING SLOW DOWN THE CAR!!!"

Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.

“Mountains, sea, plains… it has everything. Rich. Developed. Peaceful—especially compared to the chaos of the capital.” Ace turned to her, his voice barely above a whisper. “Is it a good place?” Bella tilted her head thoughtfully. “Define good,” she said with a shrug. Ace didn’t respond. He simply turned his face back to the window, eyes tracking the horizon. There were more questions behind his silence, I could feel it, questions with no easy answers. I looked at him, seeing not the fractured weapon they had turned him into, but the boy beneath the scars.

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.

No dramatic paragraph beginning with Congratulations, you absolute idiot. Just silence. And somehow, that terrified Ace more than thirty-seven missed calls. “Fantastic,” he muttered. “I’ve finally achieved emotional maturity, and this is my reward.” His phone rang again. He looked at the screen. LENA — DO NOT IGNORE ME. Ace sighed. “I was enjoying my morning.” He answered. “You’re alive.” “Good morning to you too.” “Get dressed.” Ace frowned. “Excuse me?” “The board meeting starts in forty minutes.” Ace froze.

He walked in as if I didn't exist, as if I weren't in front of him. The shower shut off and a few beats later, out walked Ace. I groaned at the sight of his bare ass and slapped a hand over my eyes, only removing the hand once the shuffling stopped. When I opened my eyes, I found Ace clad in black boxer briefs. He stood at the entrance of his walk-in closet with a black leather-bound book in his hands and a grimace marking his face.

I barely slept last night preparing for this day. "UGH!!!" In my frustration I accidentally knocked the book on my table and it hit the ground with a loud thud. Ace immediately ran and picked the book up. "What the hell are you doing!?" He yelled. "Books are precious artifacts for learning and you just throw them away because I am keeping you company!?" He flared up in anger and he inspected how much damage I have caused on the book. In that moment, I realized that I am not so unlucky after all. PRINCE Ace is a bookworm.

And yet she walks around here like she owns the world, spitting on my rules, daring me to react. This is not good. This girl needs to leave my house. She needs to get out of my sight, out of this estate, and out of my head before I do something I can’t take back. “Christian.” The voice drags me back to reality. It’s Ace. He steps inside the breakfast room, his face tight and bruised from the basement work, holding a fresh stack of papers. “I’ve been standing here for a whole long-ass minute and you didn’t even notice,” he says, looking me in the face, suspicious.

We have a country to put into balance. Chidi " As you wish sir but it I may ask. Why not use Black Ace instead of using this dangerous individuals? King" (laughs) Black Ace is our ace in the hole, our failsafe, our kill switch and our ultimate weapon. Her skills is required for only special assignments. Just in case we have any emergency, she's the one to take care of it. Any questions? Chidi " No sir. King" Good. Carry on then. ****************************

With a dull thud, my knees hit the floor. Ace picks up a black suede box from the small table next to him. “I have a present for you.” He opens the box and turns it to me. The interior is lined with a red velvety fabric. In the middle isn’t a piece of shiny jewelry. I see… A leather collar. Or is it a choker? I squint at it carefully. There’s a ring on it with a dangling pendant. The pendant is the alphabet… A I look at him. “What’s this?”