chapter 8 : promises

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Naomi's P.O.V

I sit up in the bed so that we could talk.

I stared at him with so much hatred you would of think I was trying to kill him.

"What do you want" I ask

"Why haven't you left the room or eaten all day" he asked concerned.

"Oh so now you want to start caring about me "I asked folding my arms and rolling my eyes.

He stood up.

"If this is about last night...look im sorry okay.My temper just got the best of me" he says standing up as he wipes his hand across his face in fustration.

"Your sorry...Ace you hurt me.you can't just go around hurting people and expect to be forgiven for it" I say fighting back my tears.

"Okay - okay please just eat ...something" he says in a caring tone.

I get up to walk away from him.he then grabs me by the back of my neck turning me around to face him.he was getting angry.

"Look if you dont eat your going to starve and if your trying to kill yourself… I'll gladly do it for you" he says aggressively.

I just stared him in his eyes try to match his demeanor.
After I didn't respond he let out a frustrated sigh letting go of me.

"Naomi…"

His tone was now soft again.

"I promise... I wont touch you again unless you ask" he says taking a seat on the bed as he guided me infront of him.

"Do you promise"I asked trying to figure out if he really meant it.

He took a minute to answer.

"Only if you agree to never leave me" he said taking both my hands in his.could I agree to this.could I really spend the rest of my life with ace.I don't have no where else to go.it took me a moment to answer.

" Okay " I said agreeing

"Well then a I promise"he said bring his hand up to caressed my cheek.

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After out little talk me and ace went down stairs.he told me that he was gonna make me something to eat seeing as though I haven't eaten.i took a seat at the island as he prepared.

"I didn't know you can cook" I said breaking the silence.

"Well yeah, there's a lot of things you don't know about me" he said putting on an apron.

"Well then tell me" I said staring at him as he gathered ingredients.

"What was your childhood like" I asked. He didn't respond.

"Ace come on...if you want this arrangement to work I need to know  the person I'm spending the rest of my life with" I said convincingly.

"Fine" he said turning around to face me.

"umm I didn't have much of a childhood .growing up I was always being taught to run the business rather than to be a child.my father was a head strong man.he ran his business with an iron fist as well as his kids." He said sadly.

He then turns around to start cooking.

"It seemed I was always getting in trouble when It came to my dad.he would beat me for every little thing just to teach me a lesson."men don't cry" he said".he sighed "when it came to my sister I made sure he never laid a hand on her".

"Wait you have a sister" I asked confused.

"Yeah her name is Eleanor but I call her Nora for short" he said cutting up the peppers.

I needed to know more.

"So wait were was your mom during all of this" I asked.

"My mom is dead...she died when I was just 4 and nora was just 6" he said sadly.

It broke my heart to find out about his mom.

"So where is your sister now" I asked curious.

"She's has her own business in Paris advertising models for magazines"

"Well I think your sister sounds amazing.i hope I get to me her one day" I said genuinely.

After a while the food was done.it smelt amazing making my stomach growl.Ace shared us some food and we sat and ate together.

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