Ace POV
I frown down as my hands are fisted, I control my anger as I put on a blank look as usual. Grey smirks holding the trophy in the air, I look away from the whole team who are standing on the stage holding the trophy in victory. That smug bastard is smirking with a knowing look in his eyes while I feel the frustration and anger take a toll inside me.
My gaze falls on Kaleb and Antonio who are looking at each other nervously. As the minutes are passing my anger and rage is ticking out. I need a strong joint to control the bomb which is going explode any minute. the sounds and excitement filled yells are irritating. Without saying a thing I turned around to leave, they all looked at me.
"Ace..." they call out my name.
"Not right now." I snap at Samuel and others pulling on my hood
