Ace's Novel Novels & Stories

I didn't let Ace stop. Ace pulled on my ass and spread my legs until we were fully facing each other. Ace's hands slipped into my blouse, roaming down my back, and then he unhooked my bra. I gasped and spontaneously broke the kiss. But Ace didn't leave me alone. He pulled my back closer until my breasts were pressed against his face. Ace sniffed my scent, then tore off the front of my shirt. His eyes darkened with desire as he looked at my bra-covered breasts.

Ace is a mafia boss, if he really believed in law and all, he wouldn't had became the most illegal thing himself, Ace in present is far from being moral and ethical, he doesn't believe in karma, he believes in himself that's why this book is revenge troped. Lastly kindly guys, do not blame me for not warning you before, the story is beyond dark romance, it has violence, dark themed revenge and even the involvement of dark mafia themes, I didn't write much about mafia stuff in Sinfully Yours, I only revolved the story around the main leads, Cyrus wasn't much showed as the mafia boss but Ace will be. This story will show how evil and heartless underworld can be, at least in my story. So please

Scarlet had nothing to pack of her own since she did not go to her hostel to get her things and boarded the flight to Pennsylvania directly from Ace's office. Packing just two dresses to cover her minimum needs and the books which Ace bought for her in the morning, Scarlet left the place. Little did she know Ace wasn't just going to be a page in her life like sister Mary had stated but the whole book itself. The intentions of Ace are not so innocent like Scarlett's but he is also not the man without principles to rub himself upon her forcefully. Ace was in no way going to send Scarlett away from his home but pursue her slowly and steadily until she turns her whole life as a part of his.

Daniel gathered the black plastic before following Gunnar to the next room that led to a fire escape. "I'll see you in a bit," Ace whispered, turning me and pressing a kiss to my forehead, letting his lips linger, "should have known that my girl didn't need saving. She doesn't need me to open a fucking car door for her so why would she need me to save her?" My laugh was breathy because it pained me to put any more effort into it, "It's the thought that counts." Ace crooned, "My little psycho. Always knew you had it in you."

Ace had been cooking food and bringing it up to me in hopes that I would eat it , but he knows I don't eat breakfast and since I was sad , I wasn't really in the mood to eat , so a lot of the time he would end up eating it instead of me . Ace had left his journal on his locker , he never leaves that thing out . He probably wants me to read it but I'm not going to , I won't ever touch his journal, it would be too invasive and rude of me to do . But if he ever let me , I think maybe I would . Just to see how his mind works . I mean , I know how it works but sometimes he does things I can't predict , for example at the ball when he saved my life , that's the day I'd love to read . "How are you

Following him were Alison and Astrid Hana, playfully scattering flower petals along the red carpet that Aceia would soon grace with her presence. As the moment unfolded and the woman I love began her walk, a profound warmth melted my frozen heart, leaving a lump in my throat. Reflecting on the myriad hardships we faced, I couldn't help but be thankful for overcoming them with Aceia. The fear of her acceptance lingered when she discovered my divorce from Marthina. I doubted she would welcome me back into her life, but Aceia proved to be an angel, capable of forgiveness even for someone with a past like mine.

They were whispering to each other, seeming to be excited about something. "Working hours and yet they're gossiping? They should learn a lesson from me later!" She dropped her hands and clenched them when her eyes turned to see Ace, her lips parting in surprise as he was just removing his shirt. "H-Hey!" she exclaimed, stepping back as she glanced at the two maids who were still ecstatic about what they saw. Ace now had no upper garment, and he was using his shirt to wipe the sweat off his body. (Damn hot! but that would create more attention!)

Magic tightening like a net. He began to speak, chanting in an old tongue. But before the incantation could finish, the book burned. Flame shot up from the name — not wild, but deliberate. Purposeful. It didn’t destroy the page. It sealed it. The gold letters glowed red-hot before cooling into black glass. The Archivist stepped back, eyes wide. “The book has accepted her.” The woman Councilor snarled. “Then we’ll erase the page.” I stepped forward.

Ace laughed. "No ogres or villains in your story?" Ace's smile faded a little. "Oh, everyone has an ogre or two in their past," he said lightly. Paul didn't want anything to scare away that happy look that Ace's face had a moment ago. "Skip the ogres, then. This is still chapter one. Ogres are more of a chapter four or five thing."

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.