Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 67

Robbie's hand roamed all over my stomach. I had lifted my shirt for his convenience and I could not believe how much I wanted him to keep on doing that.

"Don't take it off, Angel." He rubbed his thumb on the clasp of my belly chain. He had to place a tracker on me and Lia.

"I won't." I promised. I was disappointed when he stopped and pulled me to his chest. I pouted at right at his face and his eyes warmed before turning sad.

"Don't go." I was not ready.

It had been weeks. Two weeks, three days, four hours, and he could only stay for one and half hour. Not fair at all.

Did he not care how he could not see me, touch me, taste me or kiss me?

Stop it, Ace!

I was just being bitchy. I could clearly see my Robbie struggling. He had lost weight. He looked tired and the stress lines had added a decade on his face.

"You are not eating well, Daddy." That was what got me all worried.

He kissed my eyelids. "And you are not sleeping well, baby."

He was right. How could I? He was not here.

"Remember why we are doing this?" He hugged me tight and I placed my ear on his chest, listening to his heartbeats. He kissed my head before repeating the question.

I refused to answer. I knew why we were doing this. But did not mean I had to understand it much less accept it.

Why could not people leave us alone?

The paparazzi were going crazy because of Janice and Kevin. It was their fault. Janice cheated and Kevin had the audacity to stream it live. Why were people coming for us? There had been an attempt to breach the hotel by some media and Levi suspected a possible abduction of either Lia or me.

Robbie and Jason went ballistic.

Levi noticed some people roaming around the hotel in staff uniform and they were peeping into rooms. He notified the owner of the hotel and Robbie; those people were arrested and none of them were from media.

I shivered.

There was also a case of bouquet delivery to my room but Levi knew Robbie would not just ask the receptionist to drop the flowers to me without telling him.

Janice had gone on a victim rampage on Facebook, making the mess, messier. Now, people wanted to know who Robert Brantley was protecting and why the kid was with that person. Speculations were blowing left, right and middle. Robbie could not even come to see me because media were tailing after him.

The only reason he was here because I cried. Not my proudest moment, but there were people after my Lia. To know that there was a chloroform bottle and black gloves in the pockets of an arrested person... Jesus!

We had to do a stunt where we pretended to leave this hotel and the media tailed after the dummies. I was shaking to core.

Janice had cried on live claiming she missed her child and wanted to see her beloved baby. Ironically she had not contacted the cops, but media of course stood with the 'troubled' mother.

Jason was also suffering because him coming with Robbie would raise suspicions about my being the 'anonymous person in Robert Brantley's jacket'. Everyone knew Jason and I were brothers.

I was alone in this hotel room while people were after my kid. Who were those people who roamed around in the hotel in staff uniform? I panicked and called the only person in this whole world who would want to be with me at that moment.