Ace Of Hearts Film Novels & Stories

To get away from everything, Gustavo breaking my heart, Ace and his family leaving so abruptly and Cornelius Powers acting out. The brush of fingers on my bare back sent electrifying sparks down my spine. Replacing the cold was something tight, something warm, someone's coat. I turned my face coming face to face with Ace. His face so beautiful against the moonlight. I stepped back after noticing that I had stared for too long. Things didn't get any better when I stepped on my long blue satin dress almost tripping before his hands entangled on my waist and his coat fell on the ground. "Whoa honey. You have to be more careful," he whispered and my breathing hitched.

The day the exam rankings are released and I claim the top spot is also my older sister's birthday. During the birthday party, everyone asks what she wishes for. She turns her head and looks straight at my fiance, her red lips curving into a smile. "I want first place. Can you give it to me, Professor Howard?" The man lowers his eyes, saying nothing. The next day, my name disappears from the top of the rankings. After that, I fail to place five times in a row. When I confront my fiance, he simply hands me a slice of sponge cake and says, "Your sister has it hard. If she can't place first at Imperial Academy five consecutive times, she'll be forced into an arranged marriage with that cri

The air in her lungs turned to solid glass. Standing on the threshold was a woman with soft, tumbling hazel hair, wearing a loose knit sweater and holding a designer duffel bag. It was Mui. Three years ago, Mui had broken Avery’s heart into a million irreparable pieces. She had packed her bags in the middle of the night, leaving a brief, devastating note explaining that she was leaving Avery for a man—a safe, conventional fiancé her traditional family approved of. Avery had spent years convincing herself she had overcome the trauma. She had buried the ghost of that relationship under layers of paint, sarcasm, and feigned indifference.

However, she felt furious about receiving my heart. 'If I knew it was her heart, I would've hidden it from Joseph no matter what. Now that he knows the heart came from that tramp, he'll definitely feel deep guilt for her. Damn it! Even in death, she can't die far away. She still has to make me feel disgusted!' she thought angrily. Yvette had an idea. Suddenly, she burst into tears. "How could you be so foolish, Wendy?! I would rather die than accept this heart if I had known you died for me!" she exclaimed.

My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could hear it but then he looked away and just like that, we were outside. The cool air hit my face, and for the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe. A small laugh escaped me. “I can’t believe that worked.” “Don’t celebrate yet,” Paige said. “You’re not safe.” Right. I pulled the robe tighter around me and walked toward the road. A cab slowed down almost immediately. “Where to?” the driver asked. I hesitated for a second, then I said it. “The Russo mansion.”

“But then, I think you already know that.” With a final look, she turned and walked away, her heart pounding against her ribs as she exited the lounge. She didn’t stop, didn’t look back, but her mind was a storm of conflicting emotions—resentment, suspicion, and something dangerously close to longing. She hated that he could affect her like this, hated the pull he seemed to have, the way he could so easily make her forget, even for a moment, her mission.

Alexander reached out slowly, but she shook her head violently, backing away. “No! Don’t… don’t touch me! Don’t come near me!” she shouted. Her voice cracked, sharp and raw, echoing through the room. “I… I trusted you, Alex! And now… now I don’t even… I don’t even know who you are!” He stared at her, chest heaving, guilt radiating off him in waves. “I… I love you, Ava. Only you. Only… only you.” She shook her head again, tears streaming freely. “Love? Love doesn’t hurt like this! Love doesn’t betray! Love doesn’t make me feel like my heart is breaking into pieces!”

Ace uttered then paused and looked at me. Right before my eyes, he took the papers and tore them into pieces. My heart sank into my stomach and my jaw dropped to the ground. "I am not going to divorce my wife," A mischievous smirk laced up Ace's lips as he uttered word to word...

Ace said with a serious face. “But what about your plans with Camilla? Your wedding? You can't give that up.” Mrs Clark mumbled. Ace ran his hands in his hair. “About Camilla..the truth is I don't love her. I never loved her even though I tried to love her but I couldn't. All these years it has been Ivy on my mind. I was only playing the good son because I know how much you and dad love Camilla.” He said sincerely.

“Me being auctioned off was a mistake. I ran into that building with the hopes of escaping Ross and Caleb, not ending up in the hands of a Mafia Lord who is old enough to be my father and begging him to take my virginity after being assaulted.” Ace rises to his full height, running his fingers through his hair as he stalks toward me. With every step he takes, I take two back, trying to keep the distance between us as something shifts in the air. It's primal with a splash of desire. I yank on the hem of his oversized t-shirt when I see his gaze travelling up and down my body with a growl vibrating from the back of his throat. “Shit…” I breathe out when my back collides with the large glass wi