Ace Trappola Novels & Stories

Lena's stepmother said, "Mom, do you think the CEO will like me?" She asked, "Don't worry, I will sort things out" Mrs Cole said, "are you sure?" Tracy Said, "Trust me, I will make you the CEO's wife" Mrs Cole said, "Okay, you don't need to tell me anything, I will work things out" Tracy said, and she walked Into the bathroom, bath, dressed up, and she said, "mom, If the suitors comes portrait her accordingly, and don't expect us tonight" she said, and she came out of the house, and she headed to Lena's office, and she waited until the closing hours,

"Sir, we are so sorry, please let me send somebody else to serve you," Sandra Valk was trying to talk to an old man who already had a drink somewhere else before deciding to grace Sweet Haven with his annoying presence. His name is Eleazar Levack. He is among the SVIPs. He is nice to talk to when he is sober, but he turns into a very different person when he gets drunk. Stubborn and too difficult to talk to. Just like right now. He saw Trisha walking over to the bar to get her order when Eleazar playfully pulled the strings of ribbon on her waist, knowing it would untie the knot and open her dress as they got close on their walk. He was walking to a table while Trisha was heading to the bar

“He offered you ordinary. He offered you a life where no one wanted the company, the trusts, the votes only your silence and your loyalty and your willingness to make yourself small. And then he used both until there was almost nothing left of the girl who used to sit on that desk and ask dangerous questions.” The monitors registered the sudden spike in her pulse with a soft, frantic string of beeps. Charlene pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes until colors burst behind the lids like fireworks in a black sky. “I remember the way he looked at me the night he asked me to take the fall,” she said, the words muffled against her palms. “We were in the penthouse. The city was all light

My heart fluttered at his words despite his behavior. “She can't be taken for too long.” He smiled and continued looking at me. “Well she is trapped with me.” He said with a frown. “Okay how much do you need for me to own her?” I got so angry at the fact that they all treated me like a toy. “Sorry but I'm not fucking selling her James, I don't need your fucking money.” Was I a thing to them? “The both of you should stop acting like kids, she's a human being and not a toy you can own. How do guys expect her to feel when you keep acting like this?” Veronica said and my heart was touched. Tears quickly packed in my eyes and I didn't want it to pour.

At 11:59, the trucks would roll out through the side gate, Bella’s only chance to slip away unnoticed. Lena’s chest tightened. She had never done this for anyone before. Not for the other maids who cried themselves to sleep. Not for the ones who whispered about running. Bella was different. She wasn’t family. She hadn’t bribed her. Yet something in Lena’s heart refused to let her rot in Marco’s prison. “Come on, Bella,” Lena whispered to the dark, her voice shaking. “You can’t be late. Not tonight.” Her pulse thudded faster with every passing second.

I asked, turning to her, but Christiana still looked stunned, staring at the picture of Damian and me. I gently collected the water from her before she spilled it. "Yes, it's Damian," I said. "Whoa! Damian Cole!" Christiana nearly screamed. "The wealthiest man in San Francisco, i really admire him for his humility and kindness, i once applied for the position of a maid in his house but obviously i got there late and another person was employed, i felt so sad because i needed to pay Sabrina s fees but he compensated me by sending one of his bodyguards to give me some cash for my effort, i didn't even get to see him to thank him properly" Christiana said and I smiled.

We are exactly where we belong. Julian locked his intense, ice-blue eyes with hers, stripping away the last barriers between them. The Ice King had melted, the master key was destroyed, and the ghosts of their past were finally buried. As they surrendered to the heat of the tropical night, tangling together in the dark, Maya knew one thing for absolute certain. She was trapped by the CEO. And she never wanted to escape.

Is it possible? 38th floor responded with, ‘I got a tip through the grapevine, that Professor. Watson managed to get the little devil of the Langley family, to behave obediently on her first day in office yesterday." ‘The famous little devil, even with Mr. Langley, he isn’t obedient. And Professor. Watson can handle him on the first day, what do you think? What means did she use?’ The 50th floor replied the 38th floor, ‘Fuck, it seems that this Professor. Watson has the means. Is she going to take the fiancé of Professor. Brown?"

She cried out in pain and flew back several feet before hitting the wall and collapsing. "Here, brother, take your pick. These are all new. They're virgins." Charles' brows were furrowed. He glanced at the young women fleetingly before waving his hand and turning away. Seeing that he was losing a client, the man ran up and grabbed Charles. "Hey, hey, what's the matter with you? These are all virgins. Aren't you interested in them?" Charles stopped. Sticking his hands in his pockets, he turned and forced a smile at the man. "No, not interested. I'm sick and tired of virgins. Do you have other…"

“Thank you for having me. I... I wasn’t sure I wanted to speak up. But after everything that’s come out… I feel like I owe people the truth.” The truth? My jaw clenched. “She told me her name was Sylvia. Just Sylvia. I had no idea she was married,” he said, looking straight at the camera like a sad little puppy. “We met by chance, and she seemed sweet, vulnerable. Said she was trying to rebuild her life after escaping a toxic marriage. I believed her.”