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So I’ll just go with Ace. Grabbing my phone, I look at a picture of all three of them. I’m coming guys, coming to make everything right.

The guys began to act weird as I heard whispers and laughter trailing behind me. As I pushed the door open, I was greeted by a chorus of “Surprise!” My jaw dropped. All the girls were there, cramming into the small space with their faces lit up with joy. Streamers hung from the ceiling, and a huge banner proclaimed, “We’ll Miss You, Sets!” But what really caught my eye and made Lori howl in approval were the posters. Everywhere I looked, there were images of Ace. Ace in his mask, striking different poses, and shirtless. There was even a drawn portrait of him with a huge heart around it taped to the table.

Once everything was spotless, I planned to dive into my studying, hoping to regain a sense of normalcy and routine amidst the unsettling uncertainty of my surroundings. "Gosh Bonita," Ace purred, his voice smooth yet laced with a teasing edge, "you wouldn’t even open your door to see what had happened?" I gasped, my hand instinctively covering my chest as I locked my gaze onto him. Ace radiated an alluring darkness; his black dress shirt, adorned with the first two buttons undone, clung to his chiseled frame, while his matching pants hugged him in all the right places. He leaned against the door frame, hand pressed to his forehead, a pained expression dancing on his lips that only heightened

Sameul mumbled in pure confusion, Ace tightened his grip over the scorpions mid body and raised his eyes toward the unconscious woman. "It wasn't," Ace gritted his teeth cracking the rest of the body of the creature into half throwing it back in the cage while gazing at Aurora unblinkingly. "No one touches what's mine, if anyone did," His psychotic gaze deepened even more as he finally looked at Sameul who gulped visibly. Ace mumbled the next words while pointing at the dead creature. "This is what their destiny is." ______________________________________ Next will be updated soon, keep on liking and commenting.

Ace sits up tall licking his lips, “You taste far better than any of the omegas and I hate to admit, even better than my dear Rebecca, but that probably has to do with the damned mate bond between us, My Little Mouse!” The anger is back as the desire in his eyes flicks to rage and I brace myself. The first blow is a smack across my face, followed by a hard, punishing kiss. Ace grabs one of his favorite toys, a riding crop. He doesn’t waste his time leaving marks on my thighs and waist and then he lowers his mouth back towards my entrance and bites my inner thighs. “These are mine! And this…” Ace says, snarling as his thumb glides over my mound. “This is mine! I do not wish to share it, but

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

"Except for Ace's pale skin which comes from his vampire side, there is no difference between them. Same eyes, hair colour and style, body stature, voice and personality, except that his father is more responsible and well-mannered," "And, I have the royal crest to prove my mother's fidelity or she would have been in serious trouble," Ace added, checking the pot for leftovers. "Crest?" "The crest of my people. All royals must have it… heirs only that is," "Can I see it, please?" I asked pleadingly. He dropped the lid of the pot gingerly before easily tugging his shirt off. I wasn't going to ask why he was wearing a shirt with 'my dick is big' written boldly on it. He tapped the right side of

I took a close look at it before my eyes slightly widened. A snake wrapped around a sword and a skull tattoo. The sword was into the skull and the snake was coming out from the skull's eyes, mouth and other holes on it's face. It wasn't big but any person who is or was, in my case, involved in the underworld knew what this tattoo mean The Italian Mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. A C E I stared at Ivy who had her eyes fixed on the tattoo on my wrist which represented the Italian mafia. Her eyes were wide opened and her lips were slightly parted. She hadn't realized that I was staring at her, she was too concentrated on the tattoo.

"All right, let's try it for a week and see what I get out of it." Ace furrowed his brow and quickly understood her meaning. He grinned. His smile inspires wonder in Rye's heart. The tattoos on his arms make him gorgeous and incredibly attractive. She dislikes tattooed individuals, but he is an exception. Ace has a better body and is hotter than Lucas; what the hell? She pondered. "Are you in agreement?" Ace questioned what perplexes her. "Concur with what?" Ace wore a cheeky grin on his face. “I see. I'm correct. You're spacing out."

Chappell came in next with two pictures: one with the whole Cyber Boys team and another with just Ace. "I love all of you. My name is Chappell," she said happily. They greeted her and signed her picture. She handed Ace the special picture she had crafted for him. "This is for you," she blushed as she gave him the painting. "Thank you," Ace smiled faintly, not seeming fazed as he had received many gifts from his female fans. "I also got you a pack of earrings," she dropped some pin earrings on his table. She took a picture with him before hurriedly rushing off.