Ace Killian

chapter 17 :The Event

Naomi's P.O.V

It was the next day, the excitement in the air was palpable as we prepped for the event at Mr. Harries mansion. Nora and Stacy were helping me get ready, and I couldn't help but notice how excited Stacy seemed.

"I'm so excited! Jake never wants to take me to these events," Stacy wined, pouting as she carefully applied a coat of mascara.

"Why not? " I asked, intrigued by her complaint.

she rolled her eyes in mock frustration. "He says they're too dangerous" she grumbled.

I raised an eyebrow, amused by her tone. "Dangerous? how?"

"Who knows, he's always so serious" she huffed. "at least you get to go, Naomi"

i laughed at her exaggerated expression, trying to lighten the mood as Nora focused on straightening my hair.

when we were finished, i caught my reflection in the mirror. damn, I looked hot.

The red silk martini dress hugged every curve perfectly, and the cutout along my back was just enough to make it elegant but seductive. my hair was pulled back to expose my neck, my makeup simple but enhancing every feature. Nora and Stacy had really outdone themselves.

when i walked downstairs, all eyes were on me - especially Ace. he didn't even try to hide his surprise.

"You look fucking beautiful" Ace said, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he made his way toward me.

the compliment made me blush "Thank you," I said my voice a little breathless.

as everyone made their way to the car, Ace pressed me against the wall, his body just inches from mine. he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear.

"Your fucking lucky I made a promise. otherwise, we'd be upstairs right now," he murmured, brushing his hand up my thigh, his fingers tracing the base of my back, pulling me tighter against him.

a wave of heat surged through me at his words. his gaze was pure desire, lust and hunger, and it sent an electric pulse through my body. he knew exactly what he was doing. I squirmed under his touch, and he smirked even harder.

"Let's go, princesse, " he said, pulling away casually, as if nothing happened, before walking towards the door with both hands in his pockets.

I stood there stunned, my body still humming from his closeness.

"Come on, Naomi" he called, out the door, snapping me out of my trance.

...

when we arrived at Mr. Harries mansion, it felt like stepping into another world. the grand estate was already buzzing with well-dressed guests making their way inside, the glimmer of champagne flutes and chatter filling the air.

Ace handed the keys to the valet, and i couldn't help but admire the grandiosity of the place. it was huge - an architectural masterpiece that screamed wealth.

we stepped inside, and the eyes of every person in the room turned towards us. I felt the weight of the attention and instinctively hid behind ace, my heart racing.

"What are you doing" he asked, his voice low as he noticed my discomfort.

"They're all staring at us" I whispered shyly, my voice trembling slightly.

ace shot me a look, his lips curling into a devilish grin. "It's probably because your fucking beautiful "he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me from behind him

his words caused my heart to skip a beat. I made direct eye contact with him and the world around me seemed to slow. was I blushing? I immediately looked away, and I could have sworn I saw the smug satisfaction on his face as he chuckled quietly.

He suddenly pulled me in closer, his body nearly flush against mine.

His lips brushed my ear as he whispered, "If u keep act so fucking cute, I won't be able to control myself"

before i could react, i shoved him away, the shock of his words making my head spin.

before we could continue, a middle- aged man in a sharp blue suit approached us with a warm smile.

"Mon fils" he greeted Ace, pulling him into a strong embrace.

Was this Mr. Harries?

"Mr. Harris it's nice to see you again" Ace greeted, smiling back at the older man.

"Est-ce la belle femme dont tu parles toujours"

(Is this the beautiful woman you always talk about? )

Mr. Harries asked, his eyes turning to me.

i froze, not understanding the French words, but my mind racing.

"Yes, this is Naomi Stewart" ace replied, his tone casual.

"Hi, its very nice to meet you, Mr. harries" I said, offering him a polite smile and extending my hand.

Mr. Harris took my hand gently kissing the back of it in an old-fashioned way. "Aaa American...it's very nice to meet you, young lady" he said, his accenting thick but charming.

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as the night went on, Stacy danced with jake while Nora mingled with some of the other men in the room. Mr. Harries and Ace had some quiet conversation, leaving me to wander the buffet table in search of something to occupy myself.

I was stuffing my face with truffles when a voice interrupted me.

"Bonjour beauté"

I almost choked on the food in my mouth.

"Mm... I'm sorry, what?" I muttered trying to recover.

the man laughed softly. "Aaa I'm sorry... you're an American" he said smiling sheepishly.

i laughed, shrugging slightly.

"Yeah, sorry I don't speak French"

"in that case, I said hello, beautiful. I'm Jonathon Harries" he introduced himself, offering me a polite smile.

"Wait... are you related to Mr. Harries?" I asked, curious as i popped another truffle into my mouth.

Jonathon grinned. "Yes, he's my father"

...

a few glasses of wine later, I was found on the dance floor with Jonathon. He was charming, handsome and had a way of making me laugh, but my thoughts kept drifting back to ace.

"You know, you are very beautiful" Jonathon whispered as he spun me around, pulling me closer.

"Well, I should have you know, I'm taken" i replied, my words coming out more teasing than serious.

"Oh, really?" he said, twirling me again until I collided with his chest.

His hand slid lower on my waist, and before I could react, he cupped my ass and squeezed it.

"What will it take for me to change your mind" Jonathon whispered, his lips dangerously close to my ear.

my body tensed. shocked, I pushed him away

"Nothing. I'm committed to someone else." i snapped.

before i could finish, i saw Ace striding toward us, his eyes burning with fury.

Fuck!

"Hey, Killian, I didn't know you were..." Jonathon started but his sentence was cut short.

ace fist collided with Jonathan's jaw, sending him crashing to the floor. the sound of the punch reverberated through the room, and a shocked silence followed.

I froze, caught between disbelief and a strange sense of...relief.