Novel & Cerita Ace From Stand By Me

I want to believe that she was just lying to me. Ace is getting married. He is getting married to Chelsey. I felt numb. I felt tired. I felt my body leaving me as I slumped to the ground and close my eyes. I fainted. Again. What the fuck is going on with me?

Ace Ace came inside and locked the door. He then turned around to face me. He was still in his old clothes but what surprised me was his eyes. They were empty and icy cold. His face was stoic. He stared me blankly while I stared him in horror. All the past scenarios started running in my mind like a cassette tape. He started walking towards me. My senses immediately turned on alert mode as soon as I saw him advancing me. “Please, don’t. Leave me”, I started screaming like a maniac but Ace remained unbothered by my outburst. His gaze was still cold while his steps were calculative.

Now what am I going to do? “Hey. Gabriella right?” I turned around to see who was speaking. Standing in front of me was a tall good good-looking guy. He looked sharp and a bit intimidating. “You know me?” My brows curved in surprise as I stared at him. I don’t remember meeting him prior to this day. “My bad. My name is Ace, Beta of White pack,” “Oh!” I gave a slight bow. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” “Likewise. Waylen has mentioned you to me “

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

AMARA POV. Ace’s head immediately snapped towards my bedside table and his eyes narrowed before looking back at me. I ducked out from under his arms that caged me in, and I sighed in relief. His closeness was doing something to me, and I was glad for this little interruption. I quickly walked over to my bed and opened the drawer, and the ring tone filled the room loudly. The name Lena stood written across the screen, and I looked around at Ace. “Do you mind? I have a call.” I said and I swear I he grunted animalistically. “Who is it?” He demanded and reached for my still ringing phone, but I stepped out of his reach and held it up for him to see instead. “It’s a friend, okay?” I said and he

Bluey killed the engine, stepped out, and walked around to the passenger side, helping me down from the high seat with a steady, supportive hand. We began walking toward the main entrance arches together, our shoulders brushing as we navigated the crowded stone pathways. I was staring at the ground, trying to play it cool, when my eyes instinctively lifted toward the varsity lounge courtyard. Ace was standing right ahead. He was leaning against the stone pillar, surrounded by his usual circle of Vipers buddies, looking like the undisputed king of the campus.

something I’d rather not name in this moment. All of a sudden, she was no longer where she had been standing, as she bolted for the door leading out of the arena. I didn’t waste a moment, as I marched behind her in slow, calculated steps. But before I could get close to her, someone stopped in front of me, his hand out against my chest like it was enough to fucking stop me. “Leave her alone,” Ace said, his voice hard as he fixed me with a harsh glare, his grey eyes sparking with something dark and sinister.

Amelia just nodded and left his cabin. When she left, Ace closed his eyes and ran his hand roughly in his hair. "What is happening to me? Why am I behaving like I am her real boyfriend who can not see his girlfriend with another male?" Ace muttered being frustrated. "Real or not. She can not date anyone" Ace whispered and opened his eyes then started working again.

I whisper. He sigh and pull me back over to the stool where he sat and pull me in his lap, using his iron grip to keep me in place. "I can take care of myself," I whispered, trying to sound defiant. Ace let out a deep, soft sigh before effortlessly pulling me back to the stool where he sat, his iron grip guiding me onto his lap and keeping me firmly in place. Despite the intimacy of our position, I remained silent as he spoke, captivated by the magnetic pull between us. "There's nothing wrong with someone helping you, Joeniya, and I ask for nothing in return." His voice softened, rich with sincerity as his fingers began to trace a tantalizing path up and down my thigh. "Fourth, I'm not a hor