Ace Killian

chapter 9 : The fire

Naomi's P.O.V

As we sat and ate together I couldn't help but admire him for the first time.
He was truly handsome with his messy raven black hair.i watched As He glided his fingers through it.i couldn't help but laugh to myself.he looked exhausted.his shirt sculpted to his body defined his muscles as he moved.his grey eyes could steal a woman's soul if they wanted to and his smile lets just say it was to die for.

"What are you looking at" he asked smiling at me.

I immediately began to blush.

"Nothing" I said hurriedly.he laughed  to himself.

"So tell me about yourself" he said talking a bite of his food.

"um my childhood was nice.i remember I always got to open one present on Christmas Eve" I said giggling .

Ace looks up from his food giving me a smile.

"Umm my mom was always nice and comforting.she was quite beautiful.I would catch myself randomly admiring her.my dad was nice... once.he used to call me his little girl everyday and bring me a toy" I said smiling at the memory.

I guess I couldn't complain" i said eating as well.

"Well then how did you end up at the auction" he asked confused

"My umm..."

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to"he said sensing my hesitation.

"No no I want to .you shared so its only fair for me to do the same" I said giving him a small smile.

"My father sold me to those men because he couldn't pay of his debts.
He had a gambling addiction"

I continued as he stayed silent.

"I think It started when I was 6" I say trying to remember

"My father had a serious drinking problem.The first time my mother noticed it he promised he would quit but he just went behind her back.He became more abusive and aggressive.At that point my mom decided it was just better if we left...and we did".

"Umm I was now 17.It had been 11 years since I saw my father.when he found us he told my mom how he had changed but it was just lies" I said putting food in my mouth.

"Ever since then me and my mom struggled living in that house with my father" i said continuing.

"I came home one day from the store with my mom to find my father talking to a couple of guys.my mom asked him what was wrong and why the men were here but he just ignored her as the men made there way over to me.Before I knew it i was being dragged out the door. My father held my mother,she was sobbing and screaming for me.I tried to make my way back to her but it was useless.there was nothing she could do as they took me away.they then knocked me unconscious bringing a rag to my mouth.that was the last thing I remembered after waking up at the auction".

"The look of horror on my mothers face will stay with me forever and my father wasn't even faced.he was more so relieved than devastated".i say under my breath

"Naomi im so so sorry" Ace said  genuinely.

I looked up at him as tears filled my eyes.

"Thanks" I said wiping away the tears.

We continued to eat and talk about all sorts of stuff like our favorite movie,candy, music,etc.it was nice getting to know Ace.it turns out he has a soft side to him.

As we were about to relax and watch a movie his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello" he said answering the phone.

I just looked at him as he took the call.

"What the fuck do you want" he says whisper yelling.

It now made me wonder who was on the other side of the phone.

"If you so much as..." he says looking over at me.

The house phone then rang.i got up to get it.It was Jake.

"Hey Naomi...wheres Ace?" He asked.

"Hes right here but hes on the phone whats up" I asked concerned.

"Tell him to get his ass down here now...one of the warehouses are on fire" he said as I heard sirens in the back round.

I was shocked.

"What ...okay where is it" I asked concerned.

"Tell him its warehouse section 4c he knows where it is" he said hanging up the phone.

I turn around to find ace staring at me questioningly.

"That was Jake he said warehouse section 4c is on fire"

With that said Ace grabbed his coat and car keys and rushed out the door.

"Don't leave this fucking house" he said slamming the door shut.

I ran to lock the door.

What was going on?