Dirty Little Secret

Unice’s PoV

Rence’s face was covered in blood, and Ace refused to stop beating him.

“Enough already, Ace!” I stopped Ace, but he pushed me.

“What a fucking asshole! I’m going to murder you! I’m going to burn you to death!” Ace yelled, and Rence couldn’t speak, and my hands were trembling from fear.

I took Ace’s phone to his room and looked for Max’s phone number, but I couldn’t find it; isn’t Max’s phone number saved on his phone?! Why is only my phone number listed here? His social media accounts were also logged out.

I returned to them and smacked Ace on the back of Ace Head with a frying pan.

“No more! Rence is unable to move! Allow him to go!” Ace came to a halt when I said it.

Ace looked at me with blood on his cheek, he took his woodsman pal, and I ran to my room. I hadn’t even locked the door when I heard him slam it, and I gasped when he hit it with his woodsman pal.

I yelled because I didn’t know where I was going; I saw a window and opened it, but Ace quickly drew me in, and I fell. I was lying down when he strangled me. I struggled, my tears began to fall, and I tried to raise my leg to kick him but couldn’t.

“Ace…” My vision was hazy, and I was having difficulty breathing.

Ace came to a halt, and it appeared that he had only recently realized that he was choking me; he looked at me, and I immediately stood up. When I came out of the bedroom and back into the kitchen, I noticed Rence crawling.

“Where is your phone, Rence? I’ll call an ambulance,” I asked Rence, and he handed me his phone.

He couldn’t speak anymore and was out of breath. I was surprised when Ace suddenly grabbed the phone I was holding. I saw how he crushed it, how he raised Rence and dragged him.

“Don’t you dare follow me,” Ace said, and his expression is angry?

I didn’t say anything and just followed what he said. I stayed in the kitchen, the floor was covered in blood, and I’m not sure why Max’s and the others he knew’s numbers weren’t saved. Because he may be aware that I have access to his phone and that I can call others; however, only my phone number is listed, and it is labeled ‘Girlfriend.’

We aren’t together yet, and I haven’t even fallen in love with Ace. I’m not sure how I can like him after what he did to Rence; I know he’s a murderer, but I can’t stand to see someone get killed.

When I saw Ace return, I wondered where he had taken Rence.

“What did you do with Rence?” When I asked Ace I was still frightened, he looked at me.

“I already killed Rence; I don’t want anyone interfering with our lives,” Ace replied, and I noticed that the woodsman pal he was holding was full of blood.

“Why did you kill Renace when he didn’t do anything to me?” I shouted at Ace.

“Rence didn’t hurt you, but he’s your stalker! Am I correct?” Ace smiled as he said this to me.

“I also don’t want others to touch you, and you are mine! Remember that,” Ace said, and my heartbeat quickened because he might come over and hurt me again.

“You’re sleeping in my room right now because your door to your room is broken,” Ace explained to me.

“I don’t want to, and I’m just going to sleep in the living room,” I told Ace, and I was about to leave when he grabbed my arm.

Ace forced me into the room and forced me to sit on his bed; I noticed that he closed the door and locked it. I also couldn’t see where the key was.

“Why did you secure it with a lock? How am I going to eat? I’m still starving,” I told Ace and turned away from him.

“I’ll feed you something else,” Ace said, surprising me.

When I looked at Ace, I noticed that he was not wearing a shirt and holding a rope. I looked at him as he took my hand and tied my two hands together.

“This sex will not be tolerated! Stop, Ace!” I yelled at Ace, but he didn’t seem to notice.

I averted my gaze as Ace approached, but he suddenly touched my cheek, looked me in the eyes, and I stared back.

“Even if you’re mad at me, I can still turn on you,” Ace said, touching my breast making me moan.

I was shocked when Ace ripped my clothes and took off my shorts, licked my waist. Ace removed my bra and sucked my breast. I moaned because what he was doing to me was too much, even though I didn’t want it this way.

“My hands are weakening,” I told Ace, and he stopped sucking on my nipple.

“It’s your punishment. Did you forget about the pan you hit me with?” I stopped laughing when Ace told me.

“What’s the point of your laughter?” Ace asked me and kissed me as punishment for hitting him with a frying pan.

Ace let go, and I laughed to divert his attention from what he was doing to me.

“You got mad at me and punished me just because of the pan!” I said to Ace, still laughing heartily.

Ace walked away from me and changed into his t-shirt and jogging pants, which surprised me because he had previously sat on the bed and ignored me.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to abandon me in this state. Your rope is causing pain in my hand!” I told Ace and tried to get the rope out of my grip.

Ace stood up and removed the lock once he came out, so I yelled loudly, knocked on the bed, and he still did not return, so I yelled loudly again, and I saw that he came back.

“My ears! You’re making a commotion!” Ace informed me.

“If you had taken this off the rope from my grip, I wouldn’t have yelled and made a racket!” I told Ace, and he removed the rope from my grip, so I hugged him.

“What are you up to?” Because I hugged Ace unexpectedly, it was clear from his voice that he was concerned.

“I’m not leaving until you promise not to hurt me or tie me up again!” I told Ace, and I noticed him taking a deep breath.

Why is Ace silent? And my heart is racing because I hug him and feel at ease with him. My cheeks became hot, and I felt him hug me as well.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you; I don’t know what I was thinking before,” Ace said as I hugged him.

“You said you’re obsessed with me; does that mean you love me so much that you protect me from my stalker?” I inquired, and Ace nodded.

I sat on his bed and patted Ace’s side to get him to sit.

“Don’t you want to tell me how you got that way?” When I asked Ace, he shook his head.

“I’m not ready to tell you yet. When you fall in love with me, I might tell you,” Ace told me.

“How can I like you if you strangled me earlier if you wanted to kill me earlier because I hit you?” I asked Ace, my voice sad.

“I apologized to you and said I didn’t know what was wrong with me, and I don’t know what I was thinking,” Ace said to me as he bowed.

“What did you like about me? I think this question is good to ask,” I told Ace as I took his hand in mine.

“Because you’re beautiful, white, and kind, unlike me,” Ace explained.

“I just want to be with someone here because I don’t want to be alone again,” Ace said, and I believe he feels this way because of his traumatic past.

I’ll try to find out what happened to Ace from Max, but if he doesn’t know, I’ll wait for Ace to tell me.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Do you genuinely care about me, or do you just want to have sex with me?” When I asked Ace, he looked at me.

“My feelings are true. I like you and love you,” Ace said, and he was about to kiss me when I felt hungry.

“Looks like I’m starving,” I said, clutching my stomach because it was crumbling.

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