CHAPTER- 43

Ace POV:

I sighed heavily, feeling the weight of my emotions settle like a heavy fog around me.

The realization had been creeping in for months now, slowly overtaking me like a whisper I couldn't shake.

I was undeniably, hopelessly whipped for her. For my Mini. For Iris.

Every fiber of my being, every instinct I had honed over the years, seemed to bend to her will without hesitation.

She had me in her hands, like strings tied to my heart, pulling me closer with every soft touch, every look she gave me.

It wasn’t just some fleeting infatuation—this was deeper, much deeper.

The more I tried to ignore it, the more it consumed me.

I found myself following her every whim, her every condition.

She had this ridiculous set of rules about taking care of myself— sleeping at least seven hours a day, eating three meals, keeping myself physically and mentally healthy.

At first, it felt like an annoying checklist, something she insisted on to keep her “friend” in line.

But over time, I stopp