Killing For Ace Hernandez ✓

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Maturing is realising you can never have everything you want, a perfect life, perfect children and a perfect husband. That is the ideal life everyone dreams about, but me? Oh, my life is no route of that, it was no route of that but now, my boyfriend is pounding his c**k deep inside of me.

 Whilst the touches of our skin as clinging against each other.

Sweat dripping of our backs, nails diving into the flesh of our skins.

Hairs sticking to the side of our cheeks.

He flips us around, making me under him without my authorisation. He grabs the head board and pounds himself roughly into me. I mean, not roughly seeming as the baby is due in four months. I release, as he falls back onto the bed beside me.

We stare at the ceiling, panting like dogs. “Bella, I have to go to Greece.” Ace whispers out. This causes me to sit up properly confused.

“Greece? No, no you can’t leave me here!”

“Bella, I have to go.”

“No, you don’t…you don’t have to go, you have to stay with me and Rose and Charlie.”

“Charlie?”

“It’s a unisex name, but that doesn’t matter! You cannot go.” Ace sits up, he pushes a strand of my hair behind my ears. His tattooed fingers then go along to stroke my red, glowing cheeks. “Don’t leave us.”

“I have to, I have business, princess. And nothing will harm you, you have Marcel here and he will protect you…” I slide of the bed, picking up his shirt as I slip it over my naked body. I am about to walk away from him, only to gently be pulled back between his legs. Him sitting down is my height standing.

“None of your family likes me, I just don’t feel comfortable being here alone. Pregnant. What if something happens to the baby? To me? To Rose?”

“Nothing will happen to you, and if it does, have faith that I will always protect you no matter where I am.”

“Why are you going to Greece?”

“The shipments have been attacked, they need orders, they need me. Listen, if anything happens to you, I want you to press this button here.” He removes his watch, wrapping it around my own wrist. He points to the black button on the back. “This will signal me your location, and I will come right for you.”

“When are you leaving?”

“In a few hours.” I sigh, the door smashes open and Rose rushes in after Rodrigues chases after her with a clown mask. Rose screams and looks around before grabbing a slipper and throwing it at Rodrigues. She rushes towards me and Ace diving into his embrace.

“Dad the clown is eating my hand!” Ace smiles, throwing her behind him as he stands up grabbing the back of Rodrigues neck. She keeps calling Ace dad. Is that a good thing for her to get attached?

“This clown is still a clown without the mask, come beat him up Rose.” Rose chuckles as she jumps of the bed, she punches Rodrigues in the legs and steps on his foot. Rodrigues screams dramatically but is unable to move by the hold of Ace. I couldn’t hold in the laughter. “There we go,”

“Rose! Its uncle Rodrigues! Stop!” Rose sniffles, as Rodrigues pulls of the mask. She looks back at me with a fragile smile.

“Oh, mummy it’s not a clown, it just uncle Rodrigues being stupid.”

“That’s right sweetie.”

“Did a five-year-old call me stupid?” Rodrigues whispers, Ace shoves the mask back down on his face before walking towards the bathroom. I kiss Rose good morning before rushing after Ace. I close the bathroom door behind me and see him switching on the shower. One of his hands rested on the shower wall, revealing me his back that tensed so perfectly.

“You promise to text me when you land.” I whisper, he cracks around. I have forgotten how beautiful Ace really is, from his physique to his personality. He turns of the shower and steps out fully naked, wrapping a towel around his waist as he brushes my cheeks.

“You have my word, and I’ll be waiting for your reply.”

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“I love you.” I whisper.

“As I to you princess, goodbye creature.”

“Bye Adey!” Rose chuckles, as she chases after a butterfly. Ace notices how worried I am, how could I not be? He is leaving me alone, and I have this gut feeling that something wrong is going to happen. He brushes my cheeks, a way of soothing me before pressing his hand against my stomach.

“You, Charlie and Rose are going to okay, if one slight thing feels wrong I will be right there.” I smile, and he does something I’m not used to, showing affection in front of people. He presses his lips in contradiction of my forehead. I lean in, before he removes himself knowing he has to leave.

“Take care, text me.” I said, waving goodbye as he enters the SUV parked up. I breathe in acknowledging what is about to happen the moment he drives out of the gates. My protector is no longer beside me. I shout for Rose to come by my side, I see her running, feeling something, I haven’t felt in a long time. Freedom.

“Mummy, can we plant flowers? Like you used to.” I hold, flowers. My mind shifts to my flower shop, that burnt down and took my only friend with it. I crouch down, nodding my head as I slip my hands in hers.

We run down to the garden; I hear Marcel scream our names as if we were little mice on the chase. Rose giggles her cute giggle as we reach the garden. We enter the shed, I throw a pair of gloves, soil and a water pourer into a bucket. “Can you get the seeds for mummy?” I ask Rose, she nods her head.

“Okay, so the first thing of planting, is deciding where. Choose a spot Rose.” Rose looks around, pointing at the tree where Ace and his brother hung out, what a coincidence. I beam, having a beautiful idea. I should decorate it with plants by the time he comes back.

“Mummy, can we dig a hole now!” Rose yells, I nod my head as I watch her squeal. She digs like she was digging for treasure. She throws the seeds in, and continues, she is a natural, just like her mother.

We have been planting for what felt like hours, I taught her everything I knew, how to produce healthy stems and get rid of the damaged ones. It felt good to do something I love all over again, with the only thing that matters in my life. Rose, and my son. I graze my stomach, feeling the happiness of being complete.

But, something just felt so wrong. My father has been silent, Jacob. Nothing feels right. After finishing up, Rose got tired, and we headed back to the bedroom. I didn’t want to sleep alone and why should I? I have Rose now; we enter Aces bedroom and lock the door behind us. Rose dives into the bath first and I waited for him to call, he should be arriving now.

And he did. I smirk knowing he knows as I answer the phone call. “Well, hello there.”

“I promised to call you.”

“I know, and its good you kept it.”

“How is everything?” I sigh, looking around the empty room.

“Good, how about you?”

“If I finish-” A knock on the door catches my attention, I rose a brow. Why is anyone coming to me at this time.

“Wait a second, stay on the phone.” I put the phone down onto the bed, and walk towards the door before unlocking it. My eyes widen once I see Marcell holding a gun to my head. “M-Marc-marcel…what are you doing?” I say loudly, enough for Ace to hear.

“Where’s Rose?”

“She’s in the bathroom…”

“Get her out, before I do it myself.” My eyes widen, I shake my head slowly.

“What are you doing!”

“I said get her the f**k out! Do you want me to f*****g shoot you?” I stutter, my lips quivering as he pushes me towards the bathroom. I breathe in slightly, pushing open the bathroom door where I see Rose playing with bubbles.

“Mummy? Wh-Im not done.”

“I know sweetie, but we have to go.”

“Go where?” She asks, I grab the towel and wrap her body around it. She is already wearing her underwear and vest since she doesn’t like being naked in water.

“I don’t know yet.”

“Is Ace there?”

“No,” I cover her head with the towel, holding her in my arms as Marcel pushes the gun behind my head. “Where are you taking me?”

“To someone who has waited a long time for you.”

AUHTOR:

I have COVID lol. So my updates are slow.