ACE Before I can speak my mind, he ends the call. He fucking ends the call. My eyes move from Jacob to the wall, I start contemplating who to punch instead of Zade. I settle for the wall. I don't even flinch when I start bleeding. I don't feel any pain, I am too angry to feel anything. "Ace?" Ryker calls concerned. I want to cry in frustration, I want to scream the roof down, I want to run home to Aella, I want to tie her to the bed, so she never leaves my sight. Most importantly, I want to kill Zade. "Let's prepare for war." I am equally shocked by my decision when I speak. "Ace, calm down." I grab Ryker's shirt angrily, shaking him in anger. "Don't you fucking tell me to calm down? He hurt my woman, he threatened my woman, he questioned my love for my woman..." My voice breaks as I force the next word out of my mouth. "He wants her dead." "I understand Ace." His calm voice only pisses me off. "But you don't go unprepared for
AELLA I continue to hold my breath even after the call ends. He was crying, Ace Hale cried. He cried because I told him I loved him. I keep staring at my phone, I want to call him back, I want to speak to him. But I also know I need to give him time to gather his thoughts. I shake my shoulders in fear when Amanda touches them, I have been so lost in thoughts I completely forgot she was beside me. She has refused to leave me alone since I woke up hours ago. Even when he is far away from me, Ace is constantly thinking about me, constantly ensuring that I am well taken care of. I woke up with a very bad headache. The minute I opened my eyes, Amanda rushed to get a glass of water and aspirin. She practically force-fed me some food and a glass of freshly squeezed pineapple. I know Ace must have instructed her to do that while I was out cold. "Are you okay?" She asks concerned. I am not okay, I want to scream, I want to cry and I want to smack Ace on the
AELLA The day goes by in a blur. I took Eva on a tour around the house, Amanda was sweet enough to make some of her delicious pasta which Eva ate and ate, she even requested some takeaway. I don't miss the proud smile on Amanda's face when she asks. I wish I could eat as much as Eva too, that would make Amanda very happy, We continued our tour after food. Eva wasn't exaggerating when she was explaining the number of men guarding Ace's house. Five of them shadow us as we move around. I wonder why I have never taken out time to admire this mansion. We move to the back, and I stare open-mouthed at the pool. Does he have a pool in his house? there is a fucking pool in this house! Eva of course was quick to give the five hot men a show. She quickly started stripping until she was left in only her bra and panties which hardly covered anything. I hide my smile when I see Dan blush, trying hard to avoid staring at Eva. Eva is beautiful, with her hourglass shape that I
AELLA Seven days, seventeen minutes, and three seconds. That was the last time I saw Ace. I force a smile to my lips when Amanda places a plate of chocolate cake in front of me. She has been trying her best these past few days, she has been talking to me, teaching me how to knit which I am so thankful for. I hardly think about Ace when I knit. Every part of this mansion reminds me of him. I am hardly ever in our bedroom because I see him everywhere. I feel like I want to die, I wish I could die to end this bottomless pain that I feel. I have cried so much that I have no tears left to give. "Have you seen the movie?" "What?" I look up when Amands touches my hair. "I was asking if you have seen the latest season of The Housewives." She looks at me concerned. "I...No, I don't watch tv." I don't want to be rude to her. but I wish she would leave me alone for one second, I wish she would let me cry without interrupting. I am not okay, I am so tired of
ACE I have been shot and stabbed multiple times, I have lost people I loved, I have been betrayed, I have gone through hell and back, but I have never been hurt like the past week. Leaving Aella, was the worst of them all, watching her cry and sleep behind a fucking laptop drove me to the point of insanity. I cried while watching her, I couldn't eat because I had no appetite, I was a shadow of myself. But, above all, I am nothing but a coward, a weak man running because he fears the outcome of love. Aella scares me, I fear losing her more than I fear having the videos of my worst nightmare flying around. I have tried to find more suitable words to describe my feelings for her. The word Love doesn't do justice to it...I fear it carries little weight. I burn for her, my heart beats solely for her. I only started living when those blues landed on me. I will die for her, and then rise again to die for her. She is my heartbeat. I wanted to stay away, I wanted to sa
ACE Breathe, Breathe, Forget. I keep repeating those words, with my eyes tightly shut. Jake and Ryan are equally quiet beside me, they arrived minutes ago. "We don't know how these videos keep popping up." Ryan sounded exhausted. I feel bad that I have him working around the clock. "Ryan you are the best tech guy out there. How is it possible that you cannot trace wherever these videos are coming from?" I say calmly. My hands have finally stopped shaking. "Whoever this is, he is freaking good. I keep meeting dead ends every single time." I know how these bastards can be when they decide to scare someone. They can never be found if they decide on just that. "Are you okay?" Jake asks me concerned. I know how much he wants to hold my shoulders and assure me everything will be fine. But unlike Aella who has never seen me like this, they know I can get very violent if they touch me. I nod my head in reply. "Just..." I stop speaking, finding it very hard
ACE My blood boiled when I heard Aella speak. I wanted to bring her so-called mother back to life so I could punish her for making her life miserable. "Desmond was the first son, and he always scared me. Sometimes, I would catch him watching me in the bathroom, or peaking while I was undressing. He was my brother after all and I didn't think much about it, well, that was until I saw him sniffing my panties." "You were eight!" I squeeze my hands together to avoid punching a wall in anger. "He would instruct me to sit on his lap, he would always kiss me on the mouth whenever he could, I first reported to Mama when he touched my private part on my eighth birthday. He said he was making sure no one else had before." God! I was going to be sick. She wasn't even up to eight back then. "Mama screamed at me and said I was a whore. She was so mad at me, that it confused and scared me. I remember crying myself to sleep that night too." "What about your other brother
AELLA. I'm still shocked. Ace asked me out, he wanted me to meet his family. I sniff, forcing the tears back in, Ace would not appreciate me crying. I don't know where we are headed, Ace just instructed me to dress up and get into the car. We have one car at our front and two at our back, filled with armed men. We are not out of danger. It stresses me out, the fact that I might never get to live a normal life again, the fact that I might never get to go back to classes again and discuss random things with my best friend Eva. What is stressing me most importantly right now, is my short denim skirt, which makes me conscious of the marks on my thighs. Nothing fits anymore, I almost cried as I sat on the floor in the bedroom, hours after testing almost everything I had. I have gotten so fat, my bust is now almost twice its normal size, and my butt looks bigger now. Ace walked in a minute later and convinced me I was overthinking. He wanted to convince me with sex, but I a