Ace's Execution Novels & Stories

Ace rolled his stunning hazel eyes, "I obviously was just fucking with him. To drive my point home, though, every few weeks I had someone deliver boxes of chocolate and flowers to his eldest daughter. It was a reminder that if he fucked with me then I'd fuck with him." "Well then, that explains this," Jericho mused, "we can't get rid of one and leave the other because it would be a loose end." "The cub's right," Gunnar confirmed, "if we leave one alive with the information they have, it won't take them long to figure out we were behind the murder. We've got to wipe them both out without it looking suspicious. You've done a lot of stupid things, Ace, but this has to take the fucking cake. For

Ace face muscle loosened, panting slightly. "I didn't kill her," he mumbled, his voice distant, as if coming from someone else. "It was Him. I... didn't have any choice. I had to do it. To save my friends." A heavy silence fell over the room, broken only by Ace's ragged breathing and the beep of the heart monitor. "You know why I came here?" Agostino asked, the cold metal of the handcuffs fell away as he uncuffed Ace's hands. For a brief moment, Ace felt a flicker of hope - perhaps his grandfather was here to help after all.

This little miracle inside me had been fighting for both of us without me even knowing. "She's been in our home for over a week," I said, the full horror of it settling in. "Watching us. Planning this." "Yes." "What happens now?" Ace's expression went granite-hard. "She's going to be executed. Dawn. The whole pack will witness it." Executed. The finality of it should have shocked me, but all I felt was a grim satisfaction. She'd tried to kill me. Tried to kill our baby. She'd murdered an innocent woman.

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.

Ace asked. “Yes, boss. We have the caskets and the chains.” The guards dragged Walton and Bonnie to us. “You thought you would take our places and run this world. I hope both of you rot in hell. You have hurt my wife in the worst possible life and therefore you will be sentenced to death.” Ace said in a cold voice. Fuck, he looks hot when he talks like that.

He watched them beg for their lives for a few minutes and smiled as he said, "I've lately become merciful and forgiving and I would have surely forgiven the both of you since you are merely servants. However, you didn't just shoot at me, you shot at my princess and ruined her day which was going beautifully well, that is a crime punishable by death." After speaking, Ace shot all six of them in their heads, one after the other, killing them instantly. He asked his underlings to get rid of the bodies and turned to leave. When he got to the door, he further instructed them, "send a warning to The Wild Cats. I am letting them off the hook just this once because I'm busy. However, if there's a re

Ace said and Amelia looked at him with shock. She never knew he sought forgiveness from her dad. "I told your dad that I love you. I begged for a chance. I also arranged the best doctor for your dad's operation so he can stand on his feet again. He has given me a chance to be with you. I thought after you confess your love to me, I will tell you everything. I got many chances to tell you but fear of losing you sealed my lips every time. I did not want to lose you. Then I thought after your dad's operation, I will tell you. But my fate was against me. You got to know this matter from another person. Your family died on the same day and I fell in coma " Ace said with a painful tone.

Ace said and silence was what controlled the room. I could hear my heart screaming and beating fast as my heart rate rose. If I died Felicia still dies and if we tell the truth, Felicia still dies. No matter what choice we made, someone was still going to die. "One." Ace counted and pulled the trigger making me whimper when the clicking sound released. "Ace please stop. Don't do this." Felicia begged as she struggled against the restraints that pinned her to the chair. "Two." He pulled the gun as a clicking sound released and our crying echoed in the room.

Ace spoke so easily about the topic whereas I felt my heart squeeze in my chest, "kids were used as a way to ambush us. We knew that but it didn't make it any less painful to watch." Out of the three brothers, Ace was the last person I expected to sympathize with me. He wasn't directly putting it out there but he was telling me that I would get through this. His conclusion was derived from his experience. "My first kill was worse. There's nothing that makes me happier than squeezing a trigger but watching the damage it could do. I hated myself for all the lives I took. Mainly the women and children. My conscience always got the better of me," Ace rubbed the back of his neck and I was certain