Semua Bab Ace: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Lisa's footsteps echoed softly on the pavement as she walked through the city streets, the cool evening air brushing against her skin. She pulled her coat tighter around herself, more out of habit than necessity. The city was alive with activity—cars honking, people chatting, the distant sound of music drifting from a nearby bar—but she felt utterly alone.She had left the mansion hours ago, refusing the guards' insistence to follow her. Ace’s men, loyal to him and by extension to her, had been taken aback by her firm command, but they hadn’t argued. Perhaps they could see it in her eyes—that she needed space, needed to get away from everything for a while. But now, as she walked aimlessly through the city, the weight of that decision pressed heavily on her shoulders.Being the wife of a Mafia leader meant she was always watched, always protected. She had grown accustomed to the presence of Ace’s men, shadowing her every move, ensuring no harm came her way. But tonight, she had walked

her bag down on the bed, her body finally starting to tremble as the adrenaline began to wear off. She had been running on pure instinct, her mind focused on survival. But now that she was alone, the full weight of what had just happened crashed down on her. She sank onto the bed, burying her face in her hands as she tried to steady her breathing. She had barely escaped being caught, and the reality of how close she had come to...what? Being killed? Taken? She didn’t even know. Her thoughts turned to Ace, to the life she had just walked away from. As dangerous as it had been, at least she had known where she stood. But out here, on her own, she was vulnerable. She had no allies, no resources, and no idea who might be after her or why. She couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just about Ace, that there was something more going on. But what? And who could she trust to help her figure it out? The exhaustion from the day’s events began to take its toll, and Lisa realized she ne

Ace leaned back in his chair, staring at the empty whiskey glass in front of him. The amber liquid had burned its way down his throat minutes ago, but the fire in his chest hadn’t subsided. If anything, it had grown stronger. Lisa was gone. Just like that, she had walked out, leaving him with nothing but an empty house and a gnawing sense of betrayal.He couldn’t believe it. He had always known she was strong-willed, but this…this was something else. She had left him, just like that, and for what? To play nursemaid to his sister, the one person he could barely stand to think about, let alone care for. The one person who had caused him more pain than anyone else in his life.Evelyn.The name alone made his jaw clench. She had been a thorn in his side for years, manipulating, scheming, always trying to drag him down into her messes. He had built walls around his heart to keep her out, and yet, somehow, she still managed to find ways to hurt him. And now, even though she was lying in a h

The dim light of the room barely illuminated the sharp angles of the leader's face as he stepped out, leaving Richard Kane bound and broken behind him. He pulled the heavy steel door shut with a quiet *thud*, the sound muffled by the thick walls that surrounded their hideout. For now, Kane was out of sight—but certainly not out of mind.The man with the scar, known only as Malek to those in his inner circle, exchanged a glance with his second-in-command, Borden. They were both seasoned professionals, men who had spent years in the shadows of a world few people dared to imagine existed. They didn’t operate out of some twisted vendetta. This was business, and business was booming.Borden flicked a lighter, briefly illuminating his grizzled face as he lit a cigarette. He exhaled slowly, leaning against the wall, his eyes narrowing as he studied Malek. "He’s weak, you know. Too scared to be anything but a rat. I’d say we’re wasting our time keeping him alive."Malek shook his head, his ex

The next morning, the atmosphere in the apartment was still thick with the unspoken tension from the night before. Lisa woke early, but the weight of everything that had happened and everything she had said to Ace still pressed down on her chest. She wasn’t sure how he’d react to seeing her in the daylight, how he’d treat her now that they were no longer caught in the emotion of the night.She sat up on the edge of the couch where she had slept, wrapping her arms around herself as if she could shield herself from the uncertainty of what was coming. The soft hum of the city outside the window offered little comfort as her mind replayed every word, every look, every silence between her and Ace.He was still asleep, or at least he hadn't stirred from the bedroom. Part of her wanted to go in and face him, to talk more, but she knew better. Ace wasn’t the kind of man who could be pushed. She would have to wait for him to decide what he was willing to give.After a few minutes, she stood an