Chapter Six

Veronica

Ace is mine.

He has always been mine even before he knew me and he will always be mine.

Nothing can ever change that.

The first time I saw him was at my twenty first birthday party two years ago. I invited a couple of my male friends, including Chase, my very close male friend.

Then Chase came along with Ace, the man of my dreams.

As he sat there at a private booth in my party with Chase, I just couldn't take my eyes off him.

Worst, I already knew him before.

I loved to stalk hot men and Ace was one of them.

He was the famous Linton boy who I’d spent  most of my adulthood years fantasizing about.

Chase had us introduced to each other that night and damn he was gorgeous.

He had stitch braids, like the viral singer Drake, and it even looked hotter on him.

He seemed like he wasn't the ladies men as only mingled with males but I swore I would get him.

I've always gotten anything I wanted and Ace would not be an exception. I made it a mission to make him mine.

First off, I got myself drunk and said I couldn't drive home that night, so I made Chase ask Ace if he could drive me home.

He didn't have a problem with helping out his friend, Chase, but what he didn't know was that, it was my plan to get closer to him.

He took me home, and it was then I knew he wasn't much of a talker. He didn't say much to the questions I asked. I put up a few drunken stunts to make him worried about me, and he caved.

So that when he dropped me off, he asked for my number so he could call me later and check if I was alright.

He did call me later to check up as promised and it was then that our friendship began.

We became friends for over a year and it was then I found out about his ex lover, his high school sweetheart, whom he was finding it hard to move from.

 A pang of jealousy settled in my heart as I realized another woman held his heart but I was relentless.

I needed to replace her.

The night we hooked up at Romano's club wasn't any coincidence in my part.

It was planned by me.

I called him that night, wore my skimpiest outfit and invited him out for clubbing.

Other times, we went out with his friend group but I wanted to be alone with him that night. 

The plan was simple. Get him drunk, which I did.

Get both of us to a private room, which I did.

Make him fuck me, which was easy considering he was drunk.

I purposely got myself pregnant for him. I knew my cycle well enough to know I was really fertile that period, so that was it.

I spread my legs for him, with hopes of getting pregnant for him.

 It happened and I can't tell you how happy that has made me, to realize I would be getting married to the love of my life.

The man who every woman wants finally belongs to me.

With all the fame, his wealth, everything belonged to me, even the Blaine diamond, it belonged to my future child. 

My life has never been sweeter.

I know he hasn't really warmed up to me yet in a romantic manner, but I plan on using this baby to bring us closer together.

All I know is that now, he can't get rid of me.

Not now, not ever.

And I might kill any woman who ever tried to weasle her way between us.

I adjusted my hair in the bathroom mirror.

Ughh, it's been minutes out there with those old boring men who wanted to know every inch of my life and I couldn't help it anymore, hence I had to come here and stall time.

I swear once I get out, I’m making Ace take me out of here.

I really needed alcohol and a good smoke right now.

But carrying the fortune heir of the Linton empire had it's restrictions on me, and yes, it was killing me.

I haven't been able to do bitchy stuff in a while because Ace wants his baby safe.

Haven't partied.                                  Haven't gotten high.                                          I even quit my modeling career for a while.

Jesus!

I needed to get this baby out of me as soon as possible.                                                            Never knew pregnancy could be tasking.              Can nine months be over already?

Ugghhhh!

I rolled my eyes when I realized I had smudged the side of my lip with lipstick.

Had to reach into my clutch to find some wipes.

 I got them and just when I fixed my eyes on the l mirror, once again, to clean the stain, I stilled when I took in the male figure behind me, visible from the mirror.

Romeo.

I turned instantly. Shock overtook me.

“You? What?” My eyes went to the door and back to him.

“What are you doing here? And how did you get in here?” 

I tried not to show him how my heartbeat had quickened by his mere presence.

Romeo used to be a brother to me. I say used to because, I thought he loved me, till he attempted to murder me when we were little, the day father left us alone. He had always been jealous I was dad's favourite and he thought he saw his chance that day. I screamed and dad's security came to my rescue that day, and when Dad found out, Dad disowned him because of me and sent him to juvenile jail.

He was sixteen, while I was fourthen then.    I was twenty three now, and we hadn't met since then.                                                                Although I heard rumors of how he was in a gang around town now.

He watched me with a cocky smirk, the mark that ran down the left side of his face was evidence of the fight I had put up the day he tried to kill me.

Now, it made him look more dangerous.

He smiled mischievously, and took a step towards me.

“Don't come any closer..” I looked around for a weapon and ended up grabbing my hair brush, pointing it at him. I was shaking within. He scared me now, ever since that day. 

Worst come to worst, I'll call Ace.                Where is my phone?

He chuckled darkly, “relax, kid sister, I've only come to congratulate you on your wedding'. You are getting married to one of the most influential man in the country. That had always been your life, getting the best in the world, while I suffered in the sidelines hasn't it?” He added the last part maliciously.

I took a step back, “you are not invited to my wedding..”

He laughed maniacally, a dark maniac laughter that set me off again. I tried not to let my fear show.

“Who said anything about attending your lame wedding? Think again sis, have you ever seen me supporting your happiness? I don't think you realize how much I've never liked you.” He sneered.

I swallowed hard and narrowed my eyes at him. It hurt to hear him say that before, but now I've also realized I do not like him too.

“Like I liked you too?” I retorted bitterly.              “Why are you here?”

He smirked, “good question. Your beloved husband has something my boss wants. You have access to him, and he has access to it.”

I frowned. What could that be?

“We don't need to discuss it further here.”

He took a step closer, “four weeks from today. The old Palmer's warehouse. In the underground fighting ring. 5pm. Do not be late, and tell no one. Or your precious baby, gets it.” He raised his suit and I saw the gun tucked underneath.

I held my stomach in fright.

“Don't think about telling Ace, sweetheart.” He warned maliciously.

“Come alone. And if you decide to cooperate with us, we will also give you your own gain.”

I was startled, shocked and terrified.

“Romeo…”

He grinned maliciously, and made the peace sign. “See you soon kid sis.”

With that, he was off, leaving me shocked and scared.

I regained composure and steadied my breathing…

No…no…I needed Ace!

I hastily packed off my stuff, and grabbed my phone to call him.

Instead, I saw a text from him, telling me to meet him at the entrance.

A wave of relief hit me.

I got there, to find Ace, standing there, busy with his phone.

He noticed how tense I was.                  “Everything okay?” He raised a brow in question.

Romeo’s words resurfaced.

“Or you baby gets it…”

 I inhaled sharply.

Romeo is a dangerous man. I knew better than to play with him. I think I can handle this alone.

I still have time anyways.

“No I um can we go home?” I breathed out, trying not to keep my eyes on his for long.

He was silent for another moment, as if unconvinced.                                                      “Sure. I called the driver already.” 

Soon, our car pulled up and I was glad to get inside and drive home with Ace by my side.

I made him promise to sleep over tonight, and until we got home, I just snuggled into his side, and rested my head on his shoulder, while my heart pounded in my chest.

He drew me in.

I breathed out.                                    Everything will be just fine.