Crystal's POV
After my manager nearly fired me I stumbled home, thinking about Ace King. He hadn't needed to protect me but he did. His eyes still burned at the back of my mind, one question lingering. Why? I clearly showed to him that I hated him. Yet he still saved me. Why? I have been nothing but bitchy to him but he shows me kindness? He obviously didn't do that for everyone, in fact he probably did that to no one. So why me? I wandered down Memory Lane .
I fell over, scratching my knee. I cursed silently, before shakily standing up. Stupid paper bag. A car honked beside me and a window scrolled down. A familiar masculine deep voice flowed out. Perfect. Just when i was thinking about him he turns up magically. Is he stalking me? Oh My God. He. Is. Stalking. Me. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. Please. I'm too young to die.
"You okay?"
"Please go away, i'm fine"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I can get home by myself"
"I don't think so, you live two miles away from here, and if you are lucky you might get there before 9." he replied. I could hear a small smirk behind his handsome voice and I immediately gulped. How the hell does he know where I live?
"Don't ask, and I won't tell"
"How the hell do you know whe-"
"Get in the car"
"I'm fine"
"I wasn't asking"
"Fine" and I climbed in feeling the cool air hit me at once. He was smiling at me like the jerk he was and I hissed in pain and the smirk vanished almost immediately. He clicked his fingers and a bodyguard quickly pulled out a first aid kit and gently wrapped my knee in a bandage. His eyes were soft and comforting. I smiled warmly at the bodyguard and saw Ace tense up immediately. He dismissed the bodyguard quickly and sat back watching the silence. It wasn't comfortable. It was awkward and confusing. He ignores me when I am in his car but doesn't when he passes by me? What is going on?
A short one, I know guys but I have my studies and studies are more important then book. Sorry GUYS :(
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A Billionaire's Heartbreak
RomanceTwo years have passed since I last saw him. Ace King, the man who still controlled my heart. The man who broke my heart. The man who shattered my heart and left. Cold, harsh words rushed back to from the place in my brain where I tried to keep them...