All Chapters of The Billionaire's old flame (Revenge has never been sweeter): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ACEWhen I imagined how my ex would reenter my life, I expected she’d walk up to me, and give me a hot slap across the cheek, hurl insults at me, and hate me for everything I did to her.But Jasmine …She didn't do that…Yet a part of me expected her to do so.I don't know why I'm so sure she’s Layde, even when she has constantly denied it…Maybe it's the little hints I've been getting, the way her body reacts to my touch or the way the kiss we shared tonight felt so right….The kiss was still messing with my mind, I didn't even get to have enough of her….I really wanted to kiss her again, until Armani the loser showed up on my doorstep…I sighed…She had been in the bathroom for over an hour now.Was it the call? Did it scare her away?It was a little stunt I'd planned with Tyler, hoping to get a much needed reaction from her….She had a weird reaction, nothing too intense…Not what I was expecting….But it seemed she was bent on not hinting me, her true identity…..I breathed out a

JASMIN£I didn't know what else to do but stare.Stare into his honey eyes, frowning into mine….And I gulped again…Gosh why did I have such a big mouth?After how blissful yesterday was for us, he must think I'm double faced….I stared on, even as he finally took steps, his demeanor had shifted to uncomfortable as his lips were pressed into a thin line, and he avoided my eyes, I noticed.“I…ah I hope I didn't come at the wrong time…”He began awkwardly, and Mum quickly went to him.“Oh my, please pardon my daughter. She tends to say things without thought.”He gave a brief nod, “it's fine…”In the next second, Veronica was all over him, pulling him into a hug, pressing a kiss to his lips..I shifted my gaze at that….Something uneasy panged in my chest at the sight“Baby, I missed you so much. Gosh you don't know… “ she pressed kisses to his cheek.And for some reason, his hand resting around her waist, welcoming her touch also annoyed me….I stood awkwardly, with arms folded to mys

JASMIN£ “Ace, what are you doing, put me down…” I slapped at his chest again and wiggled against him, but any of my efforts only made him tighten his hold. “Say you’ll be my friend…” he offered,making me gape at him. “Seriously?” His unwavering smirk only added more to my panic. “Ace you have to put me down alright now or I’ll…” “Or you’ll what?” He cut me shut, refocusing his gaze on me, and I just turned speechless. Eliciting a confident chuckle from him once again because he knew he had me right where he wanted me. “You see that door right there.” he said, making my head whip to the entrance door of the garden. “If you keep proving stubborn, then I might have to walk through it and get out of here, while still carrying you, so that the entire world will see you in my arms. And you know what that means…” a corner of his mouth turned up in a knowing smirk, as I swallowed, tensing up. Gosh. He was capable of it, his confident smirk said so… And I can't let that happen… If p

ACE. The much awaited gala was finally happening tonight and here, I was in the bathroom, finding courage. I adjusted my suit jacket in the mirror, one last time and exhaled. I can do this. I told myself what I'd been saying for the past few hours now. Because the shit I was about to pull tonight was fucking scary and insane at the same time. And I'm not sure how well it's work. After I offered to be prime sponsor for this event weeks ago, from then on I'd meticulously planned to perfection to use it as a medium to recreate the one event I owed Layde when she was my girlfriend. It was the first idea I had on how to know if she was really Layde, but now, it was the final step in my mind that would tell if I've been living in delusions or if it was really her all this while. That's, If she gets triggered by what I'm doing tonight. I know how much my past actions really hurt her, maybe that's why she was finding it hard to open up her real identity to me, but I was hoping tonig

JASMIN€ A still moment passed between us, as we held an intense stare of each other’s eyes. “Its really you…” relief sparkled in his eyes as they searched my entire face. “Fuck…” without warning, he pulled me into a squashing hug. “I'm sorry..” he breathed exasperatedly over my hair, patting down on it, while hugging me so close, so tight, as his masculine scent enveloped my senses. I was numb to his reaction, even as I could feel his heart beat against mine, until a tear drop threatened to slip through me at the surge of emotions swirling up within. I struggled to keep the tears at bay as I eventually loosened up in his embrace. I couldn't even remember the last time he held me this way but I do know how much I’ve longed to hear him say the word, I'm sorry ever since that fateful day, everything went downhill. Yet now, remembering John doe's message and threat from a few days ago, a feeling of dread enveloped me. Since that meeting, I had only resorted to drilling my brain to