Chapter 181
AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.
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He looked down at me with a smirk before bending so he could capture my lips a soft kiss. If there was anything I knew about Ace, it was how much he enjoyed kissing me. The guy just cannot get enough of my lips, and who am I to deny him?
I kissed him back with as much passion and….well, love, smiling against his lips, as he grabbed my ass, before smacking it. I gasped at the hot contact against my flesh, and Ace took that chance to insert his tongue into my mouth. The moment our tongues connected, he groaned into my mouth and kissed
with even more passion.
I followed his lead, letting him pull me further into the daze he always keeps men. A few minutes later, he pulled away from me, choosing to feast on my neck instead, as he kissed my neck and shoulders with equal passion as earlier.
“Ace.” I giggled at the ticklish feel of his slight stubble prickling against my neck “That tickles.”
“Hmm, baby.” He groaned, the sound deep and guttural. “I missed you.” He kissed again. “So much.”
“I missed you too, but you’re crazy,” I remarked, smiling discreetly as he pulled away, and stared at me with a smirk. He trapped my body against the counter and stood before me, his tall frame stretching before me.
I licked my lips discreetly at the thought of climbing the tall frame he was all over again, but he caught the motion.
“And yet, you keep me around.” He moved closer, even though there was barely any space between us already, as he braced his hands on either side of me, trapping me even more between his arms and the counter. “Want to tell me what really happened?”
I hesitated, but his gaze softened, and somehow, the words came tumbling out. “They were in bed. Together. I thought they hated each other, Ace. My mom- she spent years pretending he didn’t exist, to the point where I could never even mention his name around her, or when he had to come around, even though that was very rare, she would hide in her room all day, and not come say goodbye to me…
And he-God, he married another woman. But when I saw them today, I realised they never stopped loving each other. It’s like the whole world kept them apart, and the universe just decided to give them one last chance.”
Ace didn’t interrupt. He never did when I got like this-he just watched, silent and still, like my words mattered. It made me feel….seen. The best thing to ever happen to me was escaping to Australia a couple of months ago, and subsequently, running to that bar where I met him.
I felt like no one ever saw me as much as he did. My mother tried…but at the same time, it felt like she wasn’t doing enough.
“I was horrified,” I admitted, “but also… happy? Like maybe it means things don always stay broken.”
He tilted his head, eyes flicking over my face, as he caressed my cheeks softly. H “You really believe that?” He asked, and I could see that look in his eyes again…
was…..scared.
other hand was playing with the strands of my hair, while I caressed his. ke he wanted to tell me something but was holding back because he
“I don’t know,” I whispered. “I want to, though.” I wanted to believe that love like that existed. One that transcended time, and still chased even after the obstacles the world threw at them. One that finds the other even after facing hell and finally chooses each other regardless of the danger that could ensue
from that.
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11:22 Wed, Jan 14 G D D.
FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE.
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