Ace Trappola Novels & Stories

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.

I asked, my voice softer than before. Tracy's eyes welled up with tears as she pleaded her case. "It's just that I've been on trial since I started working here," she explained, her voice trembling. "I made a mistake, something that angered Mrs. Callaghan, and she fired me. But this is the only place on the island that pays well, and it's always been my dream to work here. Please, ma'am, accept me as your personal maid. You're my last hope," she begged, her words pouring out in a desperate rush.

Tukal tightly grip her hand ina handshake. "Wow, even her voice really caught my attention,” Mr. Tukal said, and that made Marco immediately wipe the smile off his face. His jaw started to look firm, which also stopped Mr. Tukal, who seemed to realize he had gone too far in teasing Letta in front of her husband's guards.

The sense of betrayal cut deep, leaving her feeling like an orphan in a world where trust had been callously broken. "You made me an orphan. How heartless can you be," Shanaya's voice rose in a crescendo of accusation, her eyes ablaze with a fiery anger that burned through the facade of deceit. The realization that the man she had trusted had orchestrated such a deceitful scheme left her reeling, her innocence shattered by the harsh truth of his greed.

Fast forward to the future, the leading actress who had humiliated her back then was already locked away. Tracy did not trust anyone in the industry. In fact, the only person she trusted was Roland, yet he was a nobody. His incompetence had long extinguished any hint of affection Tracy might have had for him.

"You don’t seem very grateful." I sneered inwardly and cursed; she was a good actress. It was a pity she hadn’t entered the entertainment industry! After speaking, the imposter Stella pulled the woman behind her and pushed her toward Atlas. "Tricia insisted on coming with me to see you." The woman blushed and looked at Atlas, at a loss for words. "Atlas! Why haven't you been back for so long?" Atlas glanced at Tricia and calmly responded, "Do I know you?" Tricia was embarrassed. Her expression was bizarre, like a chameleon.

I got ready by showering and putting on my tuxedo. With a bored drawn look, I cast a sidelong glance at Marilyn, my partner.In her crimson gown and extravagant hairdo, she looked stunning, like any diva should. She was flawless in every way, perhaps a little too perfect. Marilyn Mayers was a well-known theatre actress in Los Angeles. Her acting ability was well acclaimed, and she was poised and polished. She was an accomplished actress at the age of 28. Though I was curious as to how many times her face and body had been surgically altered to make her the flawless beauty she was.

"Can't you startle me every time you come near?" Damaresh, the handsome, fair-skinned, thin-lipped young man, was exasperated by Athena's behavior. The middle-aged woman who looked at him sharply did not apologize but chuckled at Aresh's answer. She shook her head as her simple question was not answered by Aresh. "Damaresh... Damaresh... you've gone too far!" Athena still chuckles at her son's stare. "This figure in front of you is Mom! Not a ghost!" "I know," he replied. "But I'm not joking, Mom!"

“Yes and no” “What do you mean by that? Get straight to the point.” I say, already starting to lose my patience. “Chill, man. I think I know who the traitor is” “Who is the motherfucker?” I ask, my temper rising. Carson pauses for a moment, and says, “Kim”. “Kim” I can’t believe what I am hearing. “Yes, Kim” he reiterates. “I am coming right now” I state quickly. “Won’t you take Nala to school?” Carson asks.

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one