La Trampa De Ace 소설 & 이야기

I didn’t know but it would have been to form the bond. As soon as it died down, we were down. I still felt overwhelmed and lost, and only Mark’s cheers and the crowd’s cheers made me wake up from my trance. “I would like to give a speech. Everyone, listen. I know you respect me, and I want you to respect my Luna who will give me pups.” Ace suddenly said through the crowd, “Treat her like a queen. Never disrespect her or else, your head will go flying across the borders.” He glanced at me, and I smiled, biting my lip as I felt all these emotions.

But all I could do was watch as the truck went ahead and hit the car with a force that it flew across the road, flipping over, a fire immediately set on it. "Ace!" I shot my eyes open, my vision blurred with tears. "No! No, no! Ace! Please nooo!!" Jolting up, I tried to get up, but a pair of arms held me back as I thrashed into their hold. I didn't know where I was, I didn't see, I didn't hear. All I could think and see was the accident. The horrible car accident, the same car my Ace was in. "My Ace needs me! He needs me! Let me go!" I screamed, continuing fighting.

Tears fall quickly down my face, and at this point, I don’t even care. “Miss Price……” his voice fades into the background, as I perceive an amazing smell, pleasant to my nostrils. I feel my Wolf jump inside me, and I am about to turn to see the one who smelled so good when I feel someone grab me and inhale my scent. “Mine,” a voice whispers hungrily. I close my eyes in fear. Slowly, I open my eyes. And I see him. With terror, I quickly realize that Don Richardo is my other mate, and he is so scary.

The car slowly started following me, making me increase my steps. Liam honked his horn as he fell in line with me and he rolled down his window but I didn’t take my Airpods off. I didn’t want to listen to whatever he had to say. I quickened my steps once more but Liam just followed along. The whole thing was starting to get on my nerves so I removed the Airpods and angrily turned to face him. “What the hell do you want from me you creep?” I shouted. Liam stopped the car and got out. “Easy, I want you,” he replied with a shrug. “It’s either you come with me willingly or I will lift you and drag you inside, the choice is yours. I'd suggest you pick wisely.”

She yelled and threw the cup down, her face scrunched in rage. "What exactly is this? Is this something you call coffee? It's chilly and muddy. You can never get anything right." Marilyn flung her palm towards Leah's cheek with these venomous comments. Leah squirmed and made the appropriate facial expression. Marilyn's palm made contact with her cheeks on the left side. SMACK! The sound echoed across the empty auditorium. I noticed a smear of blood on the corner of Leah's lips. Was it just me, or did that phoney slap feel extremely real?

Romero De Vera is her great-grandfather, who passed away a year ago due to old age and heart disease. "That's it! You already got what you want! First, the land that began the fight between the two clans decades ago. You now have it. Second, about politics. The people sided with you, and our clan didn't win the election. So, what's the use of this? What's the use of taking me as bait?!" He turned to her again, and he smirked. "The sins committed by your family aren't yet been paid that much due to the aggravated damage your clan caused to our family. And I will start charging you with the debt."

Not even when an intruder started coming towards me. I didn't miss the way, his eyes trailed over my body. I grimace in aversion. He keeps getting close to me and stops when he's only a few feet away. The only thing I could see was his dark gray eyes and lips, which had a repulsive, sulky smile that sent chills down my spine. And it's not in a good way. "Look who is here." A thick accent stood out in his voice that I couldn't make out. I think it was Italian or Mexican, but I'm not entirely sure.

Ace’s POV My face is bruised and so are my knuckles, and I can already feel Melannie’s anxiousness in the air and I’m trying my best to stay calm. The whole time at the party, I was keeping my eye on Tristan. I saw him talking to Mel, offering her a drink, paid a guy to flirt with Chloe, paid another guy for molly, and watched him give Mel the drug-spiked drink. He goes out of his ways just to win a bet. It was only until then that I realized what a dick I was. “What the hell is happening, Ace?” Mel asks me. “You’re high, Tristan spiked your drink with molly,”

After a while, Ace returned with potato chips and cola, which he placed on top of the drawer while I sat on the floor. "No crying when you run out of money," Ace said, and did he think I would cry for this game? **