Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 28

I was sucking up to him and we both knew it. Here we were at the entrance of our building looking at the bushes because I requested him to.

Yes, requested.

I knew when not to push him and I had pushed him to last a life time. It was not every day a Russian Mafia family points their guns at you. My hands unconsciously tightened on his neck. And his hand under my... well, his t-shirt rubbed my stomach in a soothing way.

Oh, I was no stupid, there would be repercussions... serious ones. But no one said I could not butter him up to lessen the intensity.

"Let us go to our home?" He mumbled on my cheeks.

"Will you take me out tomorrow?" I was not lying when I said I was dying in that room cooped up all day.

He stared at me for very long time but I did not back off.

"Yes."

I smiled, and leaned to his neck and he picked me up again. People around us were staring because not a second before I was running like the demon was chasing me. They were not wrong.

I could feel the change in Robbie the closer we were to our room, I was so going to get it, I thought. I nibbled my lips trying to find a way to get out of this unscathed.

"They were nice." I tried.

"They were."

I gulped. He was calm. Way too calm, and I knew how dangerous, calm Robbie was.

I dropped my head back to his neck and he pecked my forehead.

The mafia family was kind, they shared their food with us. Robbie and I were uncomfortable stealing their family time, he did not even spare me a glance when I fixed a plate for him. But they were really homely and we discussed lot of issues our better halves put us through.

That reminded... "Did you also put a tracker on me?"

I only noticed the slight twitch of his ear because I was practically licking it by talking.

Deep breaths Ace, you are already in shit load of trouble, we can scream at him after he is done with us.

"Yes."

Deep breaths, remember, deep breaths.

He did not put me down until we were at the bedroom. I had set the timer on the shower or else the water loss might be so severe.

I looked around the room, he had changed everything I had asked him to change. No photos, no videos, we kept the projector for movie time, Robbie had put cushioned sofa chairs at every corner - because he was not joking when he said my staying at the corner broke his heart... "Are you thirsty? You must be thirsty."

How could his hold on my neck be so strong but so gentle at the same time?

"R... Robbie..."

He removed his clothes off me with extreme care. He brushed his hands slowly all over my exposed body. Was he seeing me naked for the first time?

His eyes held wonder, pain and love? No, that was not love, I loved him and I was projecting the feeling onto him. He did not love me. He loved my body, loved my warmth, but not me.

"So pretty." He whispered secretly to my ears.

I wished if he was angry, if he shouted, I could keep my anger too, but he was not and I was a bit scared truthfully.

Not scared that he would harm me but... I was scared.

"Kiss me, baby."

"Robbie..."