Ace Of Hearts Film 소설 & 이야기

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!!!"

“ Does your heart hurts? “ Spade whispered near her ears and she felt him sniffing her neck gently. She doesn’t know why she felt something that’s going to explode inside her chest. It’s not clear from her sight but she can definitely tell that it’s him. The man he's been waiting for. “ If I only found you earlier than Ace, I could have tasted you already. “ He murmured but she did not care. All she cares for now is her heart. Her poor heart that was being broken into pieces. Watching him kissing a girl is painful than being sucked by his sharp fangs. “ Ace… “

Ace held her arm to stop her moving away from him. Scarlet looked at their conjoined hands like a poison seeping in her. Ace felt traumatic seeing the disgust reflect in her eyes for his touch. So far he had seen love, pain and sometimes anger too for him in Scarlet's eyes but never detest. It was his greatest misfortune. Ace felt heart-broken. Forcing a woman to reach him was never his bait. He straight-away released her hand.

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.

My eyes land on her perfectly shaped ass and I feel my dick twitch almost instantly. Traitor. I go back and keep looking for a shot of her face, but after a moment of searching I get the impression she’s actively avoiding having her picture taken. The next ones I find are of the wedding ceremony itself. Harley looks stunning in her backless dress. The fabric that drapes across her back makes her look like a siren of ancient Greece, calling sailors to their death on the rocks.

I tried to grin and it hurt. “Enough,” Ace said, finally holding off his dog. He was acting calmer. He was hiding his anger well. He was not as mad as I had seen in Tanzania. It was a little surprising or suspicious, considering I knew where his son was. “I’m going to ask you about Theo,” he paused, a promise in his words, “But first I need to know if Diya is a part of this. Did you convince my wife to betray me?” “What are you talking about?” I looked at him, wheezing. Filip smirked, knowing he caused the strain. I ignored him and looked at Ace.

"If Olivia had been in love with me instead of you, do you honestly think I would have married Emma? You had better treat Olivia well. If you hurt her, I will not let you get away with it." "You too," Caleb replied. "Treat her well." "That's not something you need to worry about," Ryan said. "I've never loved Emma. The only woman I've ever loved is Olivia. I married Emma only to do a good deed." Every drop of blood in my body seemed to freeze. I ached to storm in, rip away their masks of kindness, and demand how they could commit something so unforgivable. However, I could not move. My feet felt nailed to the floor.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Six **** The academy gates loomed ahead,tall, silver, and humming with the Heartstone’s golden pulse. I stepped out of the car before it fully stopped, my boots crunching on the gravel, my back pack hanging over my shoulder like I never left. And just like that, I slipped back into the role of Aria Blackwell,the girl who’d been away visiting family, who missed drills, who hadn’t spent the last week dismantling Morwen’s world from the shadows.

"What do you want?" She smiled, stepping forward in her sleek black dress—the exact opposite of anything appropriate for a wedding. "I came to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life." I scoffed. "Hester, this isn't a movie. You're not the dramatic ex who gets a last-minute reconciliation." "Who says I can’t be?" She stepped even closer, placing her hands on my chest. Then slowly, her hand came down lower as she pulled me close and tried to place a kiss on my lips.

"Since it's my birthday, there should be gifts. If you're not buying anything for me, how about I give you a gift instead?" While speaking, I pulled out a document from the drawer next to the couch and handed it to him. "A gift for you." Owen's eyes swept past the cover of the document. He frowned when he realized I handed him the divorce papers. He questioned me calmly, "What trick are you pulling this time?" "I'm sorry my late dad forced you to marry me. Aren't you pining after your first love? Go. Look for her." I stuffed the papers into his hand. Before he could react, I kissed him on tiptoe.