Ace Valentino

Chapter Three

ROXANNE POV.

Slowly he got off and walked towards me, he stopped mere inches before me and wrapped his hand around my hair. once. twice. he pulled my hair back so I was looking at him, and he leaned down, our lips centimetres away. "I don't care, who you are Piccola, but do not think I come in person for just anyone, you will help with this assassination, whether you want to or not. If you refuse, I will buy this bar, and demolish it so all that is left is rubble. You've made it quite clear that you think I'm a spoiled rich boy, so you know I can make good on my threats."

His voice was a lethal whisper, and I froze. My bar? He wouldn't dare.

of course, he would babes, he's Ace Valentino.

shut up. I snapped at my subconscious. My bar was all I had left, well not really, I had friends and lots of connections, but this bar was a gift from Mr. Terrop, He was my godfather, he was always the life of the party, his smile would light up the room, that's cheesy as fuck but it is true.

  He died from Lung cancer and pneumonia two years ago, leaving me his bar and all his savings. The things and people I love tend to be taken away from me, that is what my life had taught me, but I still got close to Mr. Terrop, I still loved him. And look what happened.

 I hated Ace Valentino, he was a coward, an absolute piece of shit. I swallowed hard and blinked away the memories, my eyes turned cold. "Fuck you" I spat. "you're a coward."
He only smirked, and yanked on my hair "I'll see you outside, and we can talk details." he strutted out of the room his shoulder brushing mine. I punched the wall, hard. and collected myself, walking out of the room with a glare.

 The men were still there when I came out, waiting on the bar stools, blondie was up and holding an ice pack to his jaw, which was bruising up pretty badly. satisfaction ran through me, though it was short-lived as Ace spoke, "We need a place to stay, make sure it's big enough for my entire mafia, and it should have good security." I only glared at him. "Maybe we could use your house, Jude?" Jackson asked using my middle name,
"No." I already let them see my face, I wasn't going to let anyone in my fucking house. "it fits the requirements, Roxanne.
c'mon, for me?" Jackson was being a bitch, and it was pissing me off.

"Fine." I gritted out. "you know the address go there and give everyone a room and key, no one goes up to the second floor. no one." the first floor was gigantic, the second floor was my room, my haven. so like hell was I going to let anyone up there.

"Maxon will be staying with you as a guard. there will be no room for argument. Be in the house by midnight." Ace left before I could reply, Slamming the door behind him.

Fuck Ace Valentino.