DEFENCELESS

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5

The guests from hell. Frankie wanted to die from boredom. Two men and four women. Four gorgeous woman. Very pretty. If Frankie was not mistaken she would have to say that they were escorts. They were like stunning.

And they were all over the men. All the men, including Ace. Frankie was introduced to the men. One's name was Steven, the other Phillip. "Your wife is beautiful Ace..." Phillip said. He looked like he was south American... Brazilian perhaps, his accent thick.

"Thank you Phillip." Ace forced a smile on his face. He had his hand on the small of her back. Frankie had to sit there and endure talking to the women. She served them with a smile on her face and did her best to make Ace happy. Not that she wanted to make him happy, but for her own sanity and safety.

The night was about some sort of deal, some sort of gathering or party coming up. Frankie didn't care much. Her brother was doing this kind of shit all the time. It was not new to her.

Steven was looking at her oddly the entire night. Frankie wanted to tell him to fuck off, but kept herself in check. Ace was oblivious to the attention Steven was giving her. "You look very familiar." Steven said after a few drinks.

"Do I?" Frankie forced a smile on her face.

"She's Troy's sister. Troy Stevens." Ace the jerk spoke out. Steven looked a little confused.

"I thought... Weren't you at war with them?"

"Yes, and now they're dead." Frankie drew in a deep breath. What the hell was he expecting from her? Did he want her to react? Was that Ace's aim. Frankie swallowed hard and looked away.

"But... You guys are married?" Fucking dickhead needed to stop with the questions.

"Yes, not by choice I assure you." Frankie said getting up and collecting the empty cups. "Can I get anybody any drinks?" She didn't wait for a reply, Frankie grabbed the tray of empty glasses and walked on inside to the kitchen. She placed the tray down and tried to get her breathing in order.

Frankie wanted to grab a knife and kill that son of a bitch. Ace was a jerk, he was pushing her to react. Frankie was not going to give Ace a reason to punish her. It took a while for her to get her shit together before she returned outside with more drinks.

Sisi, one of the girls was all over Ace and for some reason it really infuriated Frankie. She had her hands on his shoulders standing behind him. Frankie served the drinks and took a seat. Sisi didn't give a fuck that Ace was married.

The night progressed smoothly. She was glad when it was over. Frankie didn't walk them out with Ace, instead she went upstairs to the room and got out of the dress. She put on her cotton nightie wanting to sleep.

Frankie had just finished changing when Ace walked in the room. "Get that fucking shit off your face." What? Frankie didn't even respond to him. She walked to the bathroom and began to wipe the makeup off her face. Fuck him.

Ace was already undressed and in the bed when Frankie finished. She hesitated before she made her way in the bed. Before she had a chance to get comfortable, Ace grabbed her arm and forced her to lay on the side facing him. He was on his side also.

The creep began to stroke her face. Frankie bit her lip to keep from telling him to fuck off. "You are the queen at making men fall at your feet." He said quietly.

"Am I?"

"You see the way Steven and Phillip were looking at you. It proves my point exactly. They had four stunning women, four... Four woman to look at, yet they chose to look at you... Funny." Frankie drew in a deep breath.