Blood Lust

Chapter 7

When we walked out of the hallway, Ace looked over at me and lifted me into the air. I squealed,

"Hey, put me down!" I giggled, he set me down and started kissing all over my face. He didn't stop until he got to my lips. He started kissing me slowly and deeply.

"You're amazing, absolutely perfect in every way possible." He said against my lips. I smiled and continued to kiss him. He backed me up into a wall and started running his hands up and down my body as if worshipping me. We pulled away and he took me in his arms and guided me to another room. This door was a birch door covered in decorations, butterflies and book covers flying like birds. When he opened the door, it was lined from shelf to shelf with books. The shelves went from wall to ceiling and had this white and gold decor all around it. The shelves were marked with different genres and there was even another floor to see more of the books. There was a landing above us that seemed to have couches and tables. I looked at Ace.

"What is this place?" I asked in awe.

"Why, it's your library of course." He said to me. My mouth dropped. There was no way in Hell that this room that was heaven to me was mine.

"I couldn't read this many books in a lifetime, Why give this room to me?" I asked still in awe of the room in front of me. He stared at me while I walked up to the first bookshelf.

"I gave this room to you because you need something to keep you busy after your training while I'm working, speaking of training, I got to get you to your first training session," Ace said. He walked over to me and picked me up. I squeaked but didn't move, afraid if I squirmed I would get dropped like Adam did every time I didn't want to be carried. Instead of him putting me down he would drop me on the floor and say,

"You should just let me carry you if you don't want to be dropped." He would say it with a manipulative smile and pick me up again. I knew Ace wouldn't do this to me considering he was so different from Adam. But I couldn't help the fear of him getting mad at me for some small things that Adam would get mad at me for. When I was with Ace, all thoughts of Adam would disappear from my mind. Adam would do some nice things with me but mostly treated me like shit, he made me feel like shit, he had done some nasty shit to me and I just ignored it. But when I was with Ace, he made me forget the entire reason I was searching for Adam in the first place.

"I saw that look on your face, why are you so scared?" Ace asked putting me down and then put his thumb under my chin and lifted my face up to look at him.

"I- I don't know, I guess I just tensed up." I lied to him. That was my first ever time lying to him, it felt abnormal and weird and I never wanted to do it again. He could tell I was lying by the look on my face and the fact that I was red and sweating.

"What's wrong? Tell me the truth this time, Ayuna." He ordered. My panties pooled with my turned-on state. He could've told me what to do all day long and I wouldn't have complained. I didn't answer.

"Ayuna, tell me, darling. All I want is to protect you, if somebody's hurting you, tell me." He said softly. His eyes had softened and his mouth was curved into a small smile.

"Fine, I was thinking about Adam and what he would do to me when I squirmed in his arms," I muttered. Ace looked at me and then put me down.

"What would he do, love?" He asked calmly but you could feel anger radiating off of his body. I walked a step towards him and put my arms around him, wanting to feel safe as I told him all of what Adam had done to me.

The truth was Adam had did a bunch of nasty shit, he would call me names, hit me, and then tell me he loved me. He told me as long as I lived there would be nobody else that would ever love me, told me that I should've been grateful for what I had. The first few months of being with him were absolute bliss. He treated me well and let me do whatever I wanted, within reason, of course. But then something snapped, at first it was a few name-callings and some lies. He would go out at night and not tell me where he was going. But then it escalated. Whenever I would ask about his day he would shut me down and I learned not to pry, cause if I did he would've beat me. But I loved him anyway.