Ace sat on one of the super soft leather sofas in the sitting room and was observing Scarlet without making himself obvious as she completed her assignment. She looks so innocent and pristine with a pencil playing between her lips. Her long chest-nut braided hair fell on her front passing through her bosom and reaching the side of her torso. His heart skipped a beat as he recalled her blue eyes that sparkled with delight whenever he bought her something that she likes. Unlike costly jewelry, party wear dresses, small things like an ice-cream could make Scarlet happy. If he tells her his wild intentions, mesmerized by her pretty antics, she would make a roll-up. Her lips would pucker up in anger with a scrunched nose. Just imagining her face which would look so funny at the same time cute, Ace chuckled. 
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