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Back The Trap of Ace
Chapters (79)
  1. PROLOGUE
  2. ONE: BACK IN THE CITY
  3. TWO: STORMY GRAY EYES
  4. THREE: HIS ROSEBUD?
  5. FOUR: MEETING THE DEVIL AGAIN
  6. FIVE: ALWAYS THE WINNER
  7. SIX: JEALOUSY
  8. SEVEN: MINE
  9. EIGHT: A SHADOW
  10. NINE: MEETING THE REDHEAD
  11. TEN: PLAYING WITH ME?
  12. ELEVEN: AS THE KING ORDERS
  13. TWELVE: CREEP
  14. THIRTEEN: THE VIP ELEVATOR
  15. FOURTEEN: HIS SCORCHING TOUCH
  16. FIFTEEN: YOU’RE MINE
  17. SIXTEEN: TURN AROUND
  18. SEVENTEEN: ANONYMOUS GIFT?
  19. EIGHTEEN: HURTING
  20. NINETEEN: HE’S GONE?
  21. TWENTY: CONFRONTING TESS
  22. TWENTY-ONE: THE BOSS IS HERE
  23. TWENTY-TWO: THE DEVIL OF MY DREAMS
  24. TWENTY-THREE: ANTONIO RAYMOND?
  25. TWENTY-FOUR: I NEED YOU
  26. TWENTY-FIVE: CHEESY GARLIC SHRIMPS
  27. TWENTY-SIX: NOT HIS WOMAN
  28. TWENTY-SEVEN: WARNER?
  29. TWENTY-EIGHT: RED FREAKING WITCH!
  30. TWENTY-NINE: OMINOUS
  31. THIRTY: ESCAPING HIM
  32. THIRTY-ONE: TIME TO MAKE A DECISION
  33. THIRTY-TWO: JUST AS FRIENDS
  34. THIRTY-THREE: OBSESSED
  35. THIRTY-FOUR: THE DATE
  36. THIRTY-FIVE: TEASING MR. VALENCIAN
  37. THIRTY-SIX: THE PAST
  38. THIRTY-SEVEN: HEARTBROKEN
  39. THIRTY-EIGHT: SURPRISE VISIT
  40. THIRTY-NINE: ARRESTED?
  41. FORTY: TRAPPED BY HIM
  42. FORTY-ONE: ALWAYS THERE WITH ME
  43. FORTY-TWO: MEETING SIERRA
  44. FORTY-THREE: TWO CONDITIONS
  45. FORTY-FOUR: PERVERT
  46. FORTY-FIVE: EERIE CORRIDORS
  47. FORTY-SIX: A CHANCE
  48. FORTY-SEVEN: I LOVE YOU
  49. FORTY-EIGHT: THE SURPRISE OF THE VILLAIN
  50. FORTY-NINE: ENEMY INSIDE?
  51. FIFTY: CLAIMED BY THE BEAST
  52. FIFTY-ONE: SORE
  53. FIFTY-TWO: LIZA AGAIN
  54. FIFTY-THREE: DUNCAN DE SYLVANO
  55. FIFTY-FOUR: THREAT
  56. FIFTY-FIVE: THE DEMONS OF THE PAST
  57. FIFTY-SIX: FEARS
  58. FIFTY-SEVEN: MISSING HIM
  59. FIFTY-EIGHT: GOOSEBUMPS
  60. FIFTY-NINE: STORMY NIGHT
  61. SIXTY: LEAVING HIM
  62. SIXTY-ONE: PANIC
  63. SIXTY-TWO: LET’S GO HOME…
  64. SIXTY-THREE: MRS. VALENCIAN
  65. SIXTY-FOUR: THE VACATION
  66. SIXTY-FIVE: THE REVELATION - PART 1
  67. SIXTY-SIX: THE REVELATION - PART 2
  68. SIXTY-SEVEN: SHE’S MY HOME…
  69. SIXTY-EIGHT: ONE DOWN
  70. SIXTY-NINE: FORBIDDEN PLACE
  71. SEVENTY: HE DIES…
  72. SEVENTY-ONE: CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
  73. SEVENTY-TWO: THE MASTER PLAN
  74. SEVENTY-THREE: A JEALOUS MAN
  75. EPILOGUE - PART 1
  76. EPILOGUE - PART 2
  77. CAN I ASK A FAVOR?
  78. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  79. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

A warm smile tugged at his lips, the sides of his eyes crinkling. “Morning, Ms. Hutton! Have a good day.”

Smiling back, I walked into the elevator. I checked my phone again. Still no calls or messages from him. Is he ignoring my calls on purpose? I’ve called him this morning after waking up, but again, it was switched off.

Sighing, I typed a message to Beth instead about our pending discussion after the office.

When I took her home last night, my parents were stunned seeing her in that state. Among the three of us, she was always the sensible one and never really drank.

When I left home this morning, she was still asleep. I’d informed Cassie about her condition last night and she said she’d pick her up from my place after breakfast. Even she had no idea what happened to Beth.

Once I reached the forty-ninth floor, I headed directly to my office, but Liza met me on the way.

“Hey!” I smiled at her. But it slipped when I saw her pale face.

“Thank God, you’re here! I was just about to call you to ask what’s taking you so long,” she said, eyes wide.

I frowned. “As far as I know, I’m exactly on time. Why? What’s wrong? You’re looking pale. Is everything all right?”

She shook her head. “Forget everything. You need to go to the penthouse.”

My heart skipped a beat at the mention of the penthouse.

“Why?”

“The boss is here. And he demands your presence, right now.”

TWENTY-TWO: THE DEVIL OF MY DREAMS

Stepping out of the VIP elevator, I blew out a breath, eyeing the sleek black metal doors of the penthouse. The big guards stood at both sides of the elevator like statues, statues with dark glasses. My heart drummed down my chest as I approached the entrance, standing before the fingerprint scanner. I still didn’t know how he got my fingerprint.

Though the nervousness of meeting him after that night was overwhelming, the eagerness to see him and find out if he was all right won over my hesitation.

Once I was inside the doors, to my surprise, it automatically closed behind me. The feeling of getting locked with the devil of my dreams was knee weakish. As I walked ahead, the memories of my last visit here rushed into my mind.

Oh, I forgot about the blouse I left here.

I made a mental note to grab it before leaving.

When I entered the living room, I stopped in my tracks.

There he was. Sitting on the grand couch, his form was bent over, elbows resting on his knees with hands joined before him. His stormy irises were set on me, freezing me in my place. Those gray orbs were dark today. Shoulders tensed.