The Thinker Ace Attorney Novels & Stories

I could feel it from the smirk he threw at me. "If that is what you claim, then so be it, My Lady." He said sarcastically and his words annoyed me even more. "But I'll keep repeating this over again, my lawyer needs to be here before anything else is done." His eyes slowly darted away from me, the smirk on his face growing wider as he stared at someone approaching behind me. "Speaking of the devil, here he comes." "Sorry if I'm late. I'm Attorney....." "General Counsel Jackson?" Ace chipped in even before the man who had just arrived could finish. "You're his attorney?"

I pushed away the gnawing feeling as we continued walking to the library. “No, I don’t think that’s the case,” Ryan said, pulling my attention back to him. “Professor Burns is one of those professors who don’t give credit where it isn’t due. The man has a good eye and everything can see that you truly are talented. You don’t even have to think much about it because it seems like it just flows from you.”

His attitude felt so cold. “You haven’t thought about it, or do you normally don’t think when you work?” Ace asked monotonously. My mouth dropped open in shock at his words as my body froze in place. I bit on my lower lip hard as my frustration and embarrassment started taking over. What did he just say? Did he just accuse me of not using my brain? “I’m sorry, Sir. I will think about it,” I managed to say after recovering from my shock. “Next…” Ace said with a dismissal wave of his hand.

But I beg to disagree. Her being an assassin is just the tip of the iceberg. During lazy days---times where she doesn't get to kill somebody. Ace is a normal receptionist to their so called 'legal-business'. She works in a law firm from one of her father's colleagues. When talking about 'business' it means running it under the table. If you want to break the law you should know how they work. It's just so ironic that she gets to have a decent job as a cover. "Good morning Scar, how about a cup of coffee for a stunning beauty?"

"I can't tell you." "You can." "What if you think I'm the bad guy?" Tai asked. "I know I can be a bitch, but I'm not a bad person. I don't want to be a bad person-" "I know you're not a bad person," Ace said soothingly. "You don't need to worry about that."

Ace said with a serious face. He knew how it felt to be forced to follow a certain law because it has been their for centuries.Ace knows how it feels to study something which you don't like. He's fighting for himself and the next generation. He's fighting for freedom. Ace's lips curved into a broad smile when he gave it a deep thought. He had never thought about having children anytime soon. The idea made him feel tensed. He wondered if he would be a good dad to his kids. His lips curved into a more wide smile when he imagined Alessandra being pregnant. It looked somewhat funny to him.

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.

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

She picked it up. A calm male voice came through. “Miss Lewis, hello. I’m your attorney, Ace Reed. “The evidence we gathered is enough to hold Miss Carter in custody for a few days. If you have any specific requests, feel free to let me know.” Autumn glanced at the dense lines of code on her screen, momentarily dazed. Ace was probably the lawyer Keith had helped her find—rumored to be one of Sinclair Group’s top legal minds. Keith really had gone all out to repay her uncle’s life-saving kindness.

“Super angry now, are we?” “I am beyond angry! I just want to grab her hair, split her head open, and check if she has any brains. She wants my money. MY MONEY!” Ace sighs. He comes closer and pulls me into his embrace. “Don’t sweat it. I am sure the judge will see her for the thief that she is.” The fire burning inside me powers off. I breathe in and out, closing my eyes. My ear presses against his chest. As I listen to his heartbeat, mine slows.