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THIRTY-EIGHT.
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Little Bird THIRTY-NINE.
A moan slips out of my mouth as Ace reluctantly removes his fingers from inside me, leaving me feeling empty and cold inside. With half-lidded eyes, I watch him take two steps back with his gaze boring into mine as he lifts his hand and shoves his fingers between his lips. His eyes close, and a deep, husky growl rumbles from the back of his throat, he sucks his fingers dry – savouring the taste of my arousal on the tip of his tongue. A tang of disappointment slams into me. But what else should I have expected? Of course, he doesn’t want to fuck and mark me again after I have caused him so much trouble. While his eyes are still closed, and he looks like he is trying to tame his inner beast, I turn away from him and carefully slip on the dress Ele has kindly gifted me. My eyes drift away from Ace to the crimson-coloured water gently swaying in the deep tub. Just by glimpsing at it, I know my back is a mess and I have a lot of healing ahead of me. “I’m sorry, Little Bird, but we
Little Bird FORTY.
“Leave us!” Ace orders one of Theos’ henchmen who is stationed outside Eles’ room.“Mr. Drakos gave me strict instructions not to leave my post, and he would have my head if he found out that I left my post because you demanded it.” Theos’ henchman responds, straightening his posture.A deep, throaty chuckle pours from Aces’ mouth, and he leans in close to the poor guy, who doesn't know he’s already a dead man in Aces’ eyes.“If you don’t move your fucking arse, you big for nothing imbecile, your mother and your sisters will be gift-wrapped and given to Dejan Kovac to traffic in Serbia.”His comment makes my insides turn to ice, and if I didn’t already know that Ace doesn’t like to harm women and children, I’d believe him undoubtedly.Theos’ henchman clenches his jaw as his shoulders sag with defeat. With his head bowed, he walks away, muttering under his breath in his mother tongue as he punches the air.“Your fifteen minutes start now, Little Bird.” Ace mumbles, opening the door for
Little Bird FORTY-ONE.
ACE.With the SUV tearing through the imposing iron gates of the Taurine estate, worthy of royalty, the haunting vision of Jaxsons' lifeless form being mercilessly dragged by the very horse he handpicked and generously purchased echoes relentlessly in my mind. A wicked grin tugs at the edges of my lips, revelling in the sheer satisfaction.I would have derived immense pleasure from tormenting that wretched bastard severing each finger with precision before ruthlessly removing his hands at the wrists, and ultimately obliterating his forearms. But my time is crucial, and dying by horse has a nice ring to it as well.Amelia has not spoken a single word since we departed from the Drakos kingdom. Only occasional sighs and expressions of pain have passed between us, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere during our journey here.I’ve had to still my twitching hands from reaching out to her and pulling her into my embrace as I inhale her scent, allowing it to claw at my soul, knowing that af
Little Bird FORTY-TWO.
I silently followed Kara out to the garden as Ace asked, drinking in my surroundings along the way and marvelling at the beauty that was being presented in front of me. I can tell the Taurine family take pride in their home, and Mrs. Taurine must spend a lot of time in the garden.As I gaze ahead, I see a woman on her hands and knees, diligently sifting through the soil with gloved hands. She wears a large hat that partially obscures her face. In my mind, I envision myself in her position, surrounded by a joyful scene of children frolicking in the yard, playfully chasing a dog.I can envision Ace standing by the fence, skilfully flipping large steaks on the grill while holding a beer in one hand. As he watches our children play, a proud and fatherly expression graces his handsome face.“Mrs. Taurine, this is Aces’… um, guest he brought along with him and asked me to bring her to you,” Kara says in a formal tone, but I can still hear a tinge of venom contaminating her voice.And jus
Little Bird FORTY-THREE.
As we rush inside the mansion, the sound of bodies being slammed against the wall and things shattering resonates through the air.“What are you all doing just standing there!” Andrea cries out, pointing to their henchmen, who haven’t moved from their post.“Mr. Taurine has ordered us not to interfere.” One of them replies, refusing to meet Andreas’ gaze.“I don’t care what my husband has said! Go in there and break them apart before one of them ends up dead!” She screams, stomping her foot on the marble floor with her hands curling into tight balls of fury at her side. “NOW!”Suddenly, all the men who were standing guard in the entry lobby take off towards the commotion that sounds like it is getting closer towards us.“I don’t give a fuck that you didn’t know who she was, Ace! You deflowered her and that can’t be undone!” A voice like thunder rains down upon us all, sending an icy chill up the fine line of my spine.Andrea and I both share a look of apprehension between ourselves be
Little Bird FORTY-FOUR.
A rush of hot air leaves my body in one quick breath, and my knees almost give out beneath me. My eyes dart from Andrea to Ace as my mind tries to digest what the fuck is going on. “Ace?” I say his name in a hushed tone. “Get your hands off me!” Ace bellows, shrugging Nathanials’ men off him. “Wh… what the fuck is going on?” I cry out, needing answers like... Now. Striding towards me, Andrea steps forward, blocking him from approaching me with Nathanials’ arms still wrapped around me. “It’s true, Little Bird. Nathanial and Andrea are your birth parents. The Black family stole you from the hospital the night you were born.” “You are lying?” I whimper. He has to be. “I will have the documents that Ismail sent me brought to you so you can read them yourself. I didn’t want to believe it myself, but the evidence was staring me in the face and I couldn’t ignore it.” The sound of flesh slapping flesh fills my ear canals as Andrea… my mother slaps Ace across the face. “You had proof,
Little Bird FORTY-FIVE.
ACE.I turn away from Amelia with my hands curling into fists, and I shove them deep into my pockets as I walk towards the door.All I want to do is bend her over Nathanials’ desk and fuck her until all that she remembers is my name. I don’t want to leave her here.Damn it, I’m kicking myself for bringing her here.What the fuck was I expecting?I knew Nathanial would never let me leave his empire with Amelia once he found out who she was.As a father myself, I can respect that.But fuck me, it doesn’t mean I have to like his decision.“Ace…” Her soft voice strikes me across the chest, slicing away at my heart.I press my head against the cracked door, feeding off the cool timber to soothe the ache growing in my chest. When I said I didn’t love her, I meant it. But now that I am being forced to leave her behind and pretend that the little amount of time we spent together meant nothing to me, I was wrong and I realise I love her.And even though I am leaving without her today, I will
Little Bird FORTY-SIX.
ACE.“I asked you a fucking question. Have you thought about fucking my baby girl from the night you fuckers stole her from us?” Nathanial bellows.His emotions of rage, torment and disgust are valid. Flynn claws at my calf, gasping to fill his lungs with air, his eyes ready to burst out of their sockets.I release the pressure of my combat boot from his neck. He spits a mouthful of blood on the leg of my Armani pants, and I let out an irritated groan, pressing my foot down on his throat with my body weight behind it.Nathanial runs the tip of his tongue across his upper teeth and rubs his hands together. “I will ask you one more time. Did you think about fuck-” His voice trails off as gunshots ring out to our right.Holden is firing some asshole’s brains out, splattering the concrete with blood. He tosses me a menacing smirk as he wipes the droplets of blood from his forehead and nose.“These clowns don’t deserve to see the light of day,” Holden grunts.Nathanial and I look at one a
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