Ace's Death Episode Novels & Stories

Black Ace" Oh thank you daddy. Boss " You're welcome. Once you're done, hurry up and get back to base. Black Ace" Sure thing. Is Dave there? Boss " No, he went home. Black Ace" Awwwn!..(sighs) Okay, I'll be back in a jiffy. (ends call) After ending the call, Elizabeth plugs her ears with ear pods and strolls excitedly as she heads towards the rendezvous point with a strong desire to kill. Next Episode ➡ Crazy killer dame

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

Their happy world broke down again when the doctor said Ace went in comma. End Flashback "Sis, is sorry Ace. She couldn't able to save you from the accident. But don't worry I will save this time. I will not fail this time. You have to live. I will arrange this money even I have to sacrifice my life" Elena kissed his for last time and left the room.

Ace is confused by what he saw, he wants to save An Jinshi who is injured, but his heart hesitates and says she is not the real An Jinshi. An injured An Jinshi said, “Ace, hurry and run! Don't look back, I'm fine. Hurry up and run! " An Jinshi who was in front of Ace, who didn't beg to be trusted now she smiled sweetly. Instantly, darkness took over the room, making the flashlight on Ace's head and hands suddenly die. Then An Jinshi's voice said, “Ace, hurry and run! She wants to kill you, I'm fine. Save yourself, I'll save myself. " then heard the sound of someone running by dragging their feet.

Ace’s lips thinned into a tight line, offering no reply before cutting the call. Standing up, Ace straightened his suit. He wanted to see Lance's condition for himself. His long legs carried him toward the door, strolling past his employees with light, easy steps. A smirk played on his lips as he sharpened his hearing, passing a group huddled around a desk. Faintly, he caught the topic of their whispers: Lance. To put it simply, his current state is barely clinging to life. The sound of it only made his smile widen. He was satisfied; this was exactly what he was hoping for. He didn't want Lance dead, nor did he want him truly alive. He wanted him broken and dying, a living ghost forced to wi

He poured himself a glass of whiskey and downed it in a go. "That bad?" She asked him, referring to his day. "I had to get information from a dude." He poured himself another glass and drank it. "Ooh! Have they caught Alberto?" She smiled at him and went to the kitchen. She knew how much he hated torturing people. Marcos was one of the few people she knew who had a conscience. He would act all tough, but she knew he preferred to just kill his targets quickly. "Not yet, the guy is sneaky."

"Don't speak nonsense! My daughter is right here. She only sprained her ankle. How can you blatantly jinx her when she's right here?" The reporter paused and took out a phone to check something. "Ms. Saddler, I think you've misunderstood. The one who died from the accident at the venue was your elder daughter, Ms. Flora Saddler, not the one beside you now." Mom's expression turned grim and displeased instantly. The reporter continued pressing, "As her spotter, you failed to notice the danger she was in in time. Regarding this, is there anything you'd like to say to the public?"

I V Y I don't know for how many hours I've been lying down on my bed and staring at the ceiling. The only thing I could think of was the mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. Did Mason know? Was he part of it too? I had so many questions yet answers to none. I couldn't just go and ask them, 'hey guys, are y'all part of the Italian mafia?' I was not dumb. They would ask me questions, like, how do I know of the tattoo? Where did I see it? And I wasn't ready to let anyone know that part of my life yet.

After the incident, Mom's cooking garnered yet another wave of attention online. "This is the fourth life Florence Winters has taken with her food. How potent can the food be?" "Jokes aside, I can't imagine how much despair Florence's daughter must've felt, having to watch her own fiance die right in front of her." The netizens even started looking for more similarities between my four exes. They wondered whether the men had been unfaithful to me and whether that had led to their deaths.

Luka approached and ushered her out of the room. “Amore,” Ace stood there beside my bed, staring down at me with a pleading gaze. What he was pleading about, I don’t know. I stared at my husband who was supposed to be dead and then he said. “We are dead.” ~~ Ace enlightened me about the situation we are in. They planned everything. Dad, Alexa, Luka and Ace. Jonah, Angelo and Hannah knew little of the plan and I’m glad that Hannah was safe. A little bruised, but safe.