|Aria’s POV|
Ace Kings!
Gritting my teeth, my eyes blazing fury “Don’t tell me it is who I think it is?”
Walking out of the room with clenched fists, “Does he think he can just waltz into my life like he fucking owned it after years of not caring?” I boomed.
A cackle escaped my lips at the whole thing happening. “Why does he suddenly care about me?”
“Is it because he thinks I would not make it in life after doing all of those myself? He thought I wouldn’t survive without my family’s help.” I scoffed in disbelief.
I paused to catch my breath “Do you know what happened today? The children asked for their father. I hope he remains the ghost he has been for years.” I snarled.
My voice broke, and my lips quivered, “D-do you know how hard I struggled to build and get to where I am? He doesn’t deserve to just come into my life and act like we were a couple that decided to take a break,” I croaked out.
Walking further away from the children, “He cheated on me with my sister and had me sign a divorce paper because Gabriella was back in town,” I whispered.
I leaned against the wall, trying to suppress the rage brewing in me. “Am I to take her place because she is not available for him anymore?” I reasoned.
“You know what? I think it is high time I spoke to Ace Kings. I don’t want him in my life and I believe it should be the same in his POV,” I concluded.
Penelope heaved out a sigh, “You think you hate him as much as I do? Of course not, and babes, your anger is justified. He can’t just come into your life as if he owned it. He lost that privilege five years ago,” she conceded.
Genuine concern laced her voice and she asked curiously, “But are you sure you’re stable enough to talk to him?”
The real interpretation of her question was, have I gotten over him?
Have I??
Why am I deeply affected if I have?
Well, it doesn’t matter. The whole point is I no longer love him and if he is just realizing that he loves me, he can shove the feelings up his ass.
I couldn’t come up with a solid answer without being sure, so I settled for, “Whether or not I am, the thing there is I have to tell him before he ruins things for me. I love Zion and don’t want to be with anyone apart from him.”
He fixed the heart that he didn’t break, was patient and very understanding. He was all Ace Kings was not. What more could I ask for?
She didn’t believe it, but she also didn’t press further. “Good. You know I will always support your decision. How are my little munchkins?” Penelope beamed as if she hadn't seen the kids yesterday.
”I know. They are fine” I sighed in relief at the mention of the kids. “Penny, I love you. Thank you for sticking by me.”
I could picture her scrunching up her face in disgust and disregarding my words. It irritated the hell out of her whenever I decided to get all emotional that she stood by me.
“I guess that is my cue to go. But you know I will walk through the ends of the earth for you.”
"Hmmm…. Who said you aren’t sweet? See how well you confess your feelings through poetry for me,” I gushed.
Ace most probably knew where I was, but he didn’t know about the kids. My heart clenched as I imagined how he would react when he found out that I had twins, even with my condition.
I guess I don’t need to imagine because he would never know about them.
Is it too late to relocate? The familiar feeling started coiling itself around my spine. The feeling of running away and fear of my heart being broken.
“You’ve conquered it the day you gave birth to those kids,” I chided myself.
I was done running, I didn’t even do anything wrong in the first place.
The tightness in my chest reduced as I poked my head into my children’s room. They were both sprawled on the floor, their iPads singing away, soft snores escaping their lips.
I didn’t know how long I stood there, as beautiful memories occupied my mind; Their first cry, their first words……. Their first everything. They filled the hole their father left vacant, they were all I needed to get through everything I was going through.
A smile crept off my face after switching off my tablets. I placed both of them in their beds and closed the door after me.
I walked to the kitchen to clean their mess. The black cabinets all took the shade of the flour. Humming a tune to myself, I rolled up my hair into a messy bun and opened the fridge, so I could clean it but everything was almost empty.
“Wow, I didn’t know I was short on groceries,” I admitted.
The première had my attention for almost three months, and I was just eager on making it perfect so we wouldn’t fuck it up, and I am glad we didn’t.
The wheels in my head spun as I tried to calculate the children’s nap time and the time I would take to pick up the groceries. Picking my Benz keys up, I shut the door and headed to my garage.
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I walked into the store after a long, excruciating fifteen minutes. I didn’t like leaving my babies to themselves, but I also didn’t want to bother Penelope to come over.
I don’t know if I was the only one who couldn’t go out without my smartwatch. It kept me on track, the timer was counting as I grabbed everything I needed, pushed the cart around and packed everything I could. Money wasn’t my problem anymore.
My heart clenched painfully, remembering the early days of my pregnancy made my hatred for Ace intensify. I remember starving myself. I couldn’t even buy the necessary pills I needed.
There were some that I cried myself to bed and the only thing I did was eat stale bread or beg for leftovers. I didn’t know those children would be healthy. Mr Jimmy didn’t step up as a provider till I was five months into the pregnancy.
A flash of grey popped into my focus and I met the worried gaze of an old woman. “Miss, are you okay?” She questioned.
Giving a tight-lipped smile, I nodded and wiped my tears. She looked at me again to be sure I was. That was one of the reasons I chose this place.
Even as a celebrity, you can live a peaceful and somewhat anonymous life in this city. No unnecessary fan trailing you around. While we enjoyed the attention, most of us wanted peace and to be normal.
The smartwatch beeped. Time up.
I did a double check of the items that were in the cart. After figuring out that they were things I wanted to buy initially, I pushed the cart towards the cashier, eager to get back to my children.
She scanned the items and told me my bill. As I was about to pay, someone stretched their card toward the cashier.
“Add her bill to mine.”
The familiar voice made the blood in my veins freeze, my heart thumping wildly.
Grinding my teeth to the point of breaking, I forced out the words from my lips “No. I will pay for it myself.”
“How can I let you do so? I was trained to be a gentleman,” Damien insisted.
A sigh escaped my lips as I looked at him, placing my hands on my hips “I will stop patronizing the store then.” I threatened.
Damien was one of the acquaintances I knew in this city. It started first as a love interest, but he was kind to get the idea that I had a boyfriend.
A slow smile spread on his lips as his blue eyes registered my stance. “It wouldn’t kill you to thank me instead of nagging,”
“Thank you. I have an event later… So I need to go now.”
I quickly piled everything in the booth and decided to check the update on the event I was attending. My eyes were glued on the update as my phone slipped from my hand after checking the guest lists.
My ex-husband would attend this event after so many years of not showing up.
A slow smile spread across my lips as I looked at Mr and Mrs Russo swaying to the music. Oh, how I wish I had what they had.My heart ached as I watched their grey streaks bounce around as they dominated the dance floor. Suddenly, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. It was Zion standing in a green three-piece tuxedo, grinning as he bowed dramatically for a dance.It was hard to say no because of how alluring he always looked. Especially when he smiled, it wasn’t anything I was used to. This wasn’t the usual smirk I got from Ace, this was a genuine smile that made butterflies appear in my heart.“May I have this dance?” He whispered.A slow smile crept onto my face. “How could I say no? We are in the middle of an ocean, and many sharks would pounce on you the moment I say no,” I chuckled.My skin crawled with awareness at the number of gazes that were on us. He gripped my hands and led us to the dance floor, close to the old couples I was previously watching. We danced to “Lover” by Ta
|Ace’s POV|“It’s too late. I hate you and want nothing to do with you.”Her words echoed in my head as I drove my fist into the wall repeatedly. My misery intensified as I remembered how broken she looked just talking to me.It couldn’t be more evident that she despised me and hated my existence. I clutched my head in pain as Aria’s words hovered in my head like an evil bird. I was a planner but failed to make a plan for the pain I felt after her hate declaration for me.I winced as I remembered the words I had said to her five years ago after I listened to the recording that got into my head.I roared, and my agonized voice pierced through the four walls of the ladies restroom. Picking up what was left of myself, I walked out of the restroom and made my way straight to the ball's exit.Not trusting myself not to make a scene if I see them together. But I am a hypocrite, aren’t I??Aria watched me sleep with her sister and still wanted us to resolve the whole thing, but I could barel
|Aria’s POV|My father and my stepmother.My father doesn’t even know anything about acting or producing, so I wonder what he was up to. His eyes flickered at mine for a second and I held his gaze. He looked pained, but that was for a millisecond, before looking at the producer.“Oh, I see you’ve made the announcement,”“I am Zane Winchester and here is my lovely wife.”Pushing her chest out, my step-mom smiled sweetly, “I am Mrs Winchester.”“Does that mean that Aria is your daughter?” Brandon asked curiously.My spine stiffened, and my heart raced, swallowing the lump in my throat, I gave a firm nod. “No, we just happened to have a coincidental name”. I sighed.My father’s head whipped in my direction while Allison looked at me with disbelief. Like she couldn’t believe I would deny my family in front of them. They didn’t matter anymore to me, so what was the point?I could feel Zion’s piercing gaze on me, but I dared not meet his eyes. As I looked at them again, my heart throbbed wi
It's been three days since I saw my stepmother and father. Although, I would love to say they didn't affect me so much. But that would be a fucking lie.I bawled my eyes out when I got home. I guess I expected too much from a father who didn't care about his daughter. I wanted him to ask me if I was fine and how I had been and how he was sorry for not checking up on me.But, I expected too much.I knew a part of me would break when the children asked about their grandparents because the school I enrolled them in is an elite school for kids.A lot of children talk about their tales in their houses, including their newest toys and their family gatherings or picnics. But I know Mr Jimmy would cover up. They call him Papa because he was that old man who always spoiled them with gifts and food.“Mama, are you going out?” Zachary questioned.My eyes flickered to his reflection in the vanity, watching as he placed his hands on his hips. I placed my hands on my lips go stifle the laugh that t
|Aria’s POV|My legs were stuck to the ground and the only thing I could do was stare at him. Penelope’s screeching was getting to my head, but there was nothing I could do but stare at the signboard.‘Will you marry me?’‘Will you marry me?’I felt jittery and wanted to scream ‘yes’ but I couldn’t find my voice. The excitement pulsing in my veins could rival someone who just took a drag of weed in her lungs.The bands singing and the trumpet blowing made me feel like the happiest girl in the world. For a moment, I felt like Anastasia Steele.I never knew what it was like to be proposed to because Ace and I barely had a proper wedding. I was just given a ring and escorted to his house, which was the reason few people knew about our marriage.Memories of the day Ace gave me the ring assaulted me:"Don't think because you are wearing my ring, that automatically means you are my wife. You just happened to get pregnant, and I have to be responsible for the baby or your father will ruin my
The soft sound of utensils clanked in the silent room. The silence was as grave as if news of death had just been passed.And that was not the case. Zoe and Zachary refused to eat their food and were only stabbing the plate because I said something came up, and we couldn’t go to their amusement park anymore.But a promise is a promise, right?It would make me a bad mother if I didn’t keep my word, and I am supposed to be their role model, so I picked up my phone to call the producer. He answered the call almost immediately.“Ari, is there any problem?” He asked.I nodded my head before I realized that he couldn’t see me. “Uhmm… Yes. I have a little problem. I might not be able to come to set today,”“It’s crucial, a life or death situation. I need to be somewhere,” I finished.I couldn’t quite tell him that I had kids, not yet. Not when I knew they would rat me out and that’s the last thing I wanted right now. I want peace for my babies and if it means keeping their lives private, I w
|Ace’s POV|I’ve never raised my voice at a woman, but I’m so tempted to pay a baddass female gangster to rough Gabriella up.“Babe, listen to me. You need to unfreeze my card,” She whined.My eyes narrowed into murderous slits as I looked at her now. I wondered what I saw in her before that made me dump Aria for her.But she was simply what you’d call Beauty without brains, and a Bimbo without sense.All she wanted to do was spend my money. One of her attractive qualities used to be the fact that she was really hardworking, but over the years, she became more dependent on my money.Don’t get me wrong; if Aria forgives all my atrocities today, I’d spend billions on her because she’s worth it.Over the years, the only thing that Gabriella was worth was her face card and high libido.“Gabriella, shut up for once. I have been wanting to do this since you started misbehaving,” I snapped.All she did was pout her lips and blink her eyelids like a malfunctioning robot, but she didn’t know t
“Good day,” I greeted casually and walked past Mr. Zane Winchester.“I expected more than a ‘good day’.” I did not want to respond because I didn't want to. However, I needed to set the rules straight.“Excuse me, Mr Winchester. What else was I supposed to say?” I said as I turned back around.Throwing up his hands in exasperation, “Stop calling me Mr Winchester! I am your father!” He whisper-yelled.“You stopped being my father six years ago when you heard I got divorced and had nowhere to go to. Yet you didn't reach out.” I spat, venomously.He flinched and took in a deep breath shakingly while massaging his temples. “Aria, I'm sorry that I didn't reach out to you. I also had my reasons.” He mumbled.My heart tightened, and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping not to say anything too harsh because I'd regret it later on. “Whatever your reasons were, I hope it keeps holding you down because I'm doing well without you.”I took a long pause before finishing my statement. “Everyone thinks I
|Ace’s POV|My chair squeaked as I turned it around, my focus shifting from planning my office layout change to Harper, who had just barged in. At first, I assumed it was one of his usual visits, but the way he paced, chewing on his lip, told me otherwise.Then he spoke.I regretted asking what was wrong because this was not the kind of news I expected.“What?!” I yelled, disbelief washing over me.My head tilted slightly, and a smirk tugged at my lips. “She’s marrying Richard Banks? Damn, that’s a bold move.”“But hey, she’s marrying rich. I guess her personality suits her husband—at least she won’t take nonsense from Richard.”Harper’s jaw tightened. “You’re missing the point. It’s not about the marriage. Penny is pregnant—with my baby.”My breath hitched. I whipped my head toward him, blinking. “Wait… are we still talking about Penelope Collins?”His tone was gruff. “No, Alison Herbert.”"hahaha.. funny." I snickered but the expression got wiped when I saw how serious he looked.I
|Aria's POV|“Ughhhh… I can't believe him.”“He doesn't mix business with pleasure.”“I'm marrying her, and that's final?”These men have lost it. They're clearly out of their senses—assuming they had any to begin with.“Aria, calm down. You're letting these people stress you more than they should. You have your own things to look after.”“Bri, you weren't there. That old bastard threatened my kids and said he doesn't give a damn if Penny goes missing.” I reported.“I understand you, and I know how much you care for her. But don’t you think she wouldn’t approve of the stress you're going through now because of something you can both change?”“I thoug—”A sudden knock on the door interrupted me. I exchanged a glance with Brianna, suspicion creeping into my mind.“Are we expecting anyone?” I asked, my gaze locked on the door.Could it be the same person who dropped that letter last week?Without thinking, I strode to the door and yanked it open. My breath hitched when I saw Penny standi
|Zion’s POV|“Are you out of your goddamn mind, Zion? What the fuck is wrong with you?”“Have you been sniffing something weird that’s making you act like an uncultured animal?”“Why would you talk to your fiancée like that? What has she done to deserve such cruel words from you?”“Dad,” I tried, my voice barely above a whisper.“Don’t call me that until you screw back the bolts that have clearly loosened in your head. You have no excuse.”I swallowed hard. “I met her ex-husband.”His gaze didn’t waver. “Okay? And how does that concern me or justify your actions?”“He told me I was just wasting my time. That he has every right to get her back whenever he wants because technically, she’s still his wife.” My fists clenched. “And she’s been acting like my existence irritates the hell out of her. She won’t even let me hold her.”Dad scoffed. “Trust me, if I were her, I wouldn’t let a crazed man like you hold me either. Look, son, I understand what it feels like to be insecure, to fear tha
|Aria’s POV|"Not because your ex-husband has broken off his engagement with your sister and is acting like the perfect daddy?"I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the words that had been haunting me for the past twenty-four hours. No matter how hard I tried, Zion’s voice still echoed in my head, circling me like a vulture waiting for its prey to drop.I sniffled and lightly patted my cheeks to ensure no more tears were falling. My throat was dry, my face blotchy, but I needed to be strong—for Penelope.Maybe I’d been making reckless decisions lately. That thought was confirmed the moment I received a message an hour ago, confirming my appointment with Richard Banks.Penelope didn’t know about this meeting. She had no idea I was about to face the man she was being forced to marry. But I intended to surprise her with good news—because there was no way I would let her be married against her will.As I pulled out of my compound, my eyes flickered to the rearview mirror, catching sig
||Aria’s POV|“Aria!!!” Mr Jimmy yelled and barreled into my arms as I climbed the patio.“Big man, how are you doing? You haven’t aged a day!” I grinned, wrapping my hands around him.His smoky, coffee-scented aroma filled my senses as I buried my face in his chest. A sigh escaped my lips as I relaxed into his embrace. He smelled like home and felt like the comfort I needed for everything I had gone through these past few days.“I know right, you have just abandoned me. Where are those little munchkins?” He asked while patting my back and searching for my kids.“They’re right—”“Papa!!!!” Zoe yelled as her little pigtails bounced in the air while she ran in our direction. Zachary let go of Zion’s hand and immediately ran after Zoe. My eyes became blurry, and my heart swelled with pride. Everything felt complete seeing my children have people who love them and always want to see them around.I rolled my eyes at the trio that refused to leave themselves, especially when their papa star
|Aria’s POV|A snort slipped past my lips and I quickly placed my hand on my mouth to muffle the unladylike sound.“Girl, what the hell are you on?” I pondered out loud.“Nothing. I’m getting married babe,” She repeated.This time, I couldn’t help but bellow in laughter while clutching my stomach. Tears gathered at the corner of my eyes and my belly hurt from laughing so much but I couldn’t bring myself to stop.This was exactly the joke I needed to get out of the terrible mood I was in. By the time I was done laughing, I cleared my throat.“Thanks for making me laugh bestie. That was exactly what I needed. Your impeccable sense of humour.” I complimented.Taking in a deep breath, she whispered shakily. “I know right, just that I’m goddamn serious and I have two weeks left before I become a baby machine to someone who is of the same age as my father.” The huge grin slipped off my face and I sat up quickly. “Penny, this humour is going too far. What the hell? How didn’t I realize tha
|Aria’s POV| A groan escaped my lips when the blaring sound of my ringtone resounded, I curled deeper into the blankets that smelled like home. The annoying alarm wouldn’t stop, so I reluctantly opened my eyes slowly and reached for the phone to turn it off. A sad smile crossed my face when my eyes adjusted to the room, a side was painted in blue while the other was in pink. I sat up and a genuine smile crept on my face when I remembered how I had gotten here in the first place. Although, my hands itched to check up on the children but I was pretty sure I would ruin their fun. Especially since Zachary had asked if they stay over at their father’s place every weekend. Because his father owned a private jet and his mom didn’t. Well, that wasn’t really hurtful, was it? As much as I wanted to lay down and stare at the ceiling, I decided against it because I didn’t want to afford to be the depressed mother who secretly wishes for the children to not be so cosy with their father who th
|Aria's POV|Shaking my, I blurted immediately. “No”His face fell and the smile he held earlier was wiped off his face. “Why? I thought we both agreed on co-parenting and you said you will allow them to spend time with me.”“Yes, not without me. Or worse, even the weekend at your place.”“Why are you so sceptical about me taking them? I won't hurt them.”“I know, but this isn't the best time right now.”“Because of what happened three days ago?”“Yes, that is one of the cases. But you don't just expect me to give the kids to you on your demand.”“Aria, I am not fighting or quarrelling with you. I just want to take things off your shoulders and make your burden less.”“Thank you for your help, but I don't want it. If I wanted the children to go and spend some time with someone, I could have asked Penelope.”’“I hate to say this and I know she would turn up for you but don't you think she needs a break also? She has been in this house with you for three days. You both need your time, b
|Aria’s POV| My eyes were sore from looking at the same interior for the past three days, but I couldn't bring myself to step outside. Shame and self-awareness of how my life almost got ruined still flashed after my eyes but Penelope and the kids had been the only sane people keeping me here. Zion had asked Harper what happened when he brought me up and I looked like a corpse, my body was cold and my eyes were lifeless, except that I was breathing. My gaze met his as he snapped his mouth open to tell Zipm about it, I shook my head and it was funny how he effortlessly lied. “Aria, let's take a walk. As much as I hate that cocky Harper, he is undeniably good at his job, so if he said that he took the video down and the people tagging you were just programmed to and not as if they saw anything, then stop cramming yourself inside.” Penelope whined, taking my hands into hers. My eyes slid over her and my lips tugged into a tired smile. All she said was through but I couldn't he