Chapter 2

Ace Taylor, thirty-five years old, the striking hot billionaire, a renowned businessman, a world-famous pharmaceutical tycoon, and the eminent top textile industrialist of the United States.

He is austere and detached giving cold looks to his staff all the time making them walk on pins and needles 24/7.

Girls fall flat for his hot looks and freely offer themselves at his feet. But the hot hunk's heart thudded only for Brianna, a top-class model.

She was his first love and his everything. Ace and Brianna dated for two years when they planned to go bound by the nuptial knot. A year later Brianna became pregnant but she did not want the baby because it would be a hindrance for her modeling career.

On the contrary, Ace wanted the child. Angel was born. Fights increased between the couple and they divorced. After his failed marriage with Brianna Ace became an insensitive monarch who has no heart. He stopped believing in women, and only used them for sexual gratification and nothing more.

Two months later

Ace was enjoying a light chat with his friends in the private room on the first floor allotted especially to VIPs in the bar.

A blonde woman came in skimpy clothes to serve them drinks. Bending too low she highlighted her boobs to the men.

Ace wasn't interested in getting laid for the night though he saw women only as pleasure objects after his failed marriage because he needed to pick his daughter from his parents home. 

Two within the group left with the woman. His friend Donovan sat beside him and was enquiring about his future projects, family, and his beautiful little princess. But, when a call arrived from his home, he also excused himself to attend the phone. 

When Ace was alone he casually came out of his room to look around the bar. It was overcrowded with the smell of sweat and alcohol occupying the air. A busy weekend and people were dancing like there is no tomorrow. Some were making out occupying every corner.

When everything was going so busy in the world Ace's eyes caught the sight of a certain young lass with chestnut hair. He observes it was her first time drinking.

Pinching her nose with the tips of her forefinger and thumb she gulped the brown liquid in a single go. The drink left a burning feeling in her throat and her nose scrunched, lips puckered and eyebrows knitted at the disgusting taste.

"What a sight!" He said in a heckle. With the circle he is in and goes around, it was something unusual that he was watching. Curiosity takes over him as he ducks his hands in the pant pocket and continues to watch her in a snicker. She was dressed simple yet so beautiful among all the girls in the bar. 

Control man, girls are girls. First they attract you and then destroy you when you commit to them. Didn't you have enough experience with your ex-wife? - His sanity warned.

It was written everywhere on her face that it was her first time at the bar and getting drunk. She was dressed…oh no…look at that attire. Who comes to the bar in a jacket and jeans?

'Cheap, foolish and obnoxious. She must be somewhere from the slums.' Ace turned his face away from her in distaste but there was something in her which did not let him ... .Ace tried to distract himself thinking about his business. The girl was completely a waste of time. He wouldn't even do one night stands with such silly geese. She wasn't his taste. But his eyes wouldn't cooperate. They went back to watch her.

"Don't worry everything will get normal after another drink." Sasha cheered Scarlet and forced another shot down her throat. Scarlet looked around and gazed at Sasha, her lips growing to a soft smile.

Geez, what more is he supposed to watch about this crazy lass?

Her friend has no sense of responsibility. She was making the girl drink like a cow. For fuck's sake, she was doing it for the first time. What happens if she gets sick?" Ace grunted in restiveness. 

Why was he concerned about some penury chic, who didn't even have a class? - His mind argued.

Her sky blue orbs twinkled in exhilaration as she looked around the bar with an innocent smile. 

Damn! Damage done.

"Yay," Sasha screamed with her hands up in the air. "Mission successful." 

"Ofcourse." He murmured in angry sarcasm.

Scarlet's head became light and she ordered another drink. 

"No" He wanted to yell at the barattender. But would he hear him amidst such loud music?

Drumming her fingers on the bar table she swayed her head to the music after having the second glass.

That friend of hers…does she have an organ called the brain? Who the heck makes her drink like that especially when she was doing it for the first time? 

Fine, why should he be concerned? He shouldn't care. Ace pep-talked to himself.

Nevertheless, his feet worked on their own accord. Passing over the sweaty bodies with some bumping over him already drunk, Ace reaches the bar table where Scarlet was sitting. "Hi, can I buy you a drink?" He asked, ignoring Sasha.

One night with her and he would be done with this stupid infatuation he has with her.

Teenagers and their silly fantasies….Ace shook his head in dismissal. Why not use the opportunity? He wasn't inspiring her to do something wrong. The girl had already crossed her safety line. She wasn't his choice. But what about this stupid attraction? Just a one night stand and he can forget her forever.

Sasha giggles with a shrug and leaves the place to the dance floor when Ace arrives. She was already drunk. 

Ace was discerning Scarlet with his X-ray eyes. "What happened to you? Why did you drink so much?" He asks her, brushing away the hair falling on her face.

Scarlet's head was hanging down with the effect of intoxication. "Didn't you say, you will buy me a drink?" She slurred between the hiccups.

He needed her tonight and he doesn't fuck sleepy or unconscious girls, those congresses don't give him pleasure. Ace ran a series of curses under his breath but plastered a pleasant smile.

"Okay you answer my twenty questions and I give you a drink." Scarlet pulled her lips out. "Twenty questions is too high a price. No deal." She shook her head and swayed her thumb down.

"Okay fifteen" Ace called enthusiastically but there was no response. "The final deal is ten. Else I am moving out of here." Ace got up from his stool and a hand reached his arm.

"What do you want to know?" A victorious smile spreads his rims as Ace turns around and sits back on the stool he occupied seconds ago. "What is your name?"

"Oh is this the thing you want to ask me? I'm Scarlet White. Didn't you hear Sasha?" She sounded slightly annoyed.

"I am sorry. I did not hear her." He lied.

His voice sounded so masculine that it brought heebie-jeebies to her nerves even in her drunken state. Scarlet gulped heavily and resisted the titillation growing inside her gut. 

"Have a wonderful night with me and forget your sorrows." He offered his hand but eyes staring down at her in a naughty way.