Ace's POV I slammed the door to my penthouse shut, heading straight to the couch and kicking my shoes off. Chronic prostatitis. The words the doctor repeated multiple times today rang in my head, reminding me of the reality I wanted nothing but to forget. I couldn't get a lady pregnant. I was sterile. I was never going to have a child of my own.“What's up, dude?" Noah's voice resonated from the kitchen, startling me and making me jump frommy seat in fright, landing on the floor. “What the hell dude?" I hissed, rushing off the ground to lunge at him. “Calm down, bro." Noah laughed, swirling his glass of whiskey. “What the hell are you doing here? How the hell did you even get in here?" He shrugged, walking past me to sit on the couch. “I simply let myself in." I rolled my eyes. No matter how many times I told him to stop coming in when I was not around, he never listened. I had been regretting giving him access to my home. I should have known he'd come and go whenever he wa
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