All Chapters of The Trap Of Ace: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

With clenched fists, I stood there with tears brimming into my eyes, watching him going still. Color slowly drained from his face, as his grey eyes widened to a friction.  "W-what did you say?" his deep accent asked. "I said what you heard. If you don't trust me at all, I don't think this thing between us can work." Shaking my head, I wiped my tears furiously. "I'm tired of you continuously keeping me in the dark! I've already suffered for years because of your one sided decision, I won't take more. You can now happily stay in your penthouse with your stubbornness, secrets and privacy! No Emerald will nag you again and again to know your past from now on!" Ignoring the way his shoulders tensed, the crazed look that flashed across his eyes, his clenched jaw, I turned around and stormed out of the room. "Don't you dare put even a step out of the penthouse, Emerald! You aren't going anywhere!" 

Letting out a cry, I got up from the floor and ran to him. His strong arms wrapped around me as protective wings as soon as I reached him.I shook in his chest as hot tears ran down my cheeks. With my heart still pounding from panic, knees weak, I clung to him as if my life was depending on him. "Rosebud?" he called out. "Hey, hey! Baby, look at me, are you alright? What happened? What did he do? Tell me?" Cupping my face, he attempted to make me look at him, but I hid my face in his warm chest again, still trembling from what just happened."He… he…" I hiccuped in between my sobs, not being able to form any words. His arms tightened around me. I could feel his turning all rigid, the way his muscles tensed. His hands shook around me. His breathing came out heavy."WHAT DID YOU DO?" Deep Greek accent echoed in his voice, tone darker and rougher than I had ever heard. "What had you done to

"He…" I licked my lower lip which suddenly felt very dry. He nodded, patiently waiting for me to continue."He isn't what you think…"His phone blared on the counter, halting me in the mid sentence. Frowning, he picked up the phone and let out a sigh."Sorry, Rosebud. Have to take this," apologizing, he answered the call. "Yes, Arthur?"Even though the displeasure was lucid on his face being disturbed again, his tone maintained the respect for his uncle. If it was someone else, he wouldn't be so lenient for the interruption."Hmm. Alright. Just send the details to Carter. I'll take a look later," he said, while picking up a grape and putting it in my mouth. As I chewed on it, he listened carefully to what Arthur had to say.Then suddenly his gaze snapped up to mine. Nodding slowly, he said, "Alright, will tell her. Yeah, see you later."

He let out a sigh. "Two."It wasn't much, but it still managed to sting. Biting my lip, I nodded and looked away. This was ridiculous! It was in his past! Then why did I want to murder those girls who got to have him?Pressing his forehead against mine, he held my gaze. "It was when you left for NY. Even for just some time, i- I thought to let you go. I wanted to forget you so that you can live your life happily. So, for that I thought other girls could help me. Even if deep down I knew I couldn't last for longer until I finally lost it and ran back to see you." He placed a kiss in between my brows. "And it happened. I could stretch it only for one month until I lost it. I knew no one could take the place of my Rosebud. Nor could I live without loving her, without seeing her."A tear slipped down my cheek. "Those years were hell for me as well. At least you could come and see me from afar. B-but, I had to figh

Sunlight beamed against my eyelids, making me slowly flutter them open. A yawn sneaked out of me as I stretched across the bed very unladylike. The soreness around different places of my satisfied body bloomed a smile on my lips. But it slipped as soon as I found the emptiness beside me when my hands searched for his warmth. The sheets were cold enough for me to understand that he had gotten up a long time ago.It was getting on my nerves not finding him with me in the bed when I woke up in the morning. I craved his body warmth around me and his sultry kisses.Then memories of last night flooded into my mind. My heart clenched with the recollection of his pain and suffering for years. For the crime he didn't do.It was saddening that he had lived half of his life thinking he was the cause of his father's death and thought that I'd hate him after learning the truth. I wished he had told me earlier about