Page 13 of Dare You to Catch Me
“I'm a virgin, Ace.” His eyes widen, swallowing hard as that smirk falls. He holds his gaze on me, his eyes burning straight through me, burning my insides. I've left this big bad man speechless. But what he doesn't know is I may be a virgin, but I have a dark side to me, learning ways without fucking, knowing if caught loosing my V card. I could be killed.
“Lost in space there, Ace?” I tease.
He shakes his head. “Not at all.”
A playful grin starts to crack from the corner of his lips between Caz steps in, breaking our attention. “Your father and Charles just arrived, Sir.”
Ace never leaves my gaze, but he acknowledges his words before Caz exits the office, leaving us to our deep gaze.
“So if I agree to this, you have to promise not to cage me, Ace.”
“I'll make you a promise. I won't cage you Emma, but as your husband, as your King, I will cage you if you are in danger and you won't stay put.” He reaches out, grabbing my hand, pulling me up from my seat, barely moving his body, only using the strength of his arm as he snakes it around my waist, pulling me into him. He stares into my eyes as my hand slides across his chest, a smirk formingfrom the corner of his mouth. “And about the other thing. I promise, baby, I will not disappoint, but I will be gentle.”
I lean in and whisper in his ear. “ I don't need gentle, baby. I may be a virgin, but I like a little pain with my pleasure.”
A primal growl rockets from his throat, his hand sliding lower on my back, his words coming in a pained whisper. “How so?”
A knock at the door causes me to plant a soft kiss to his neck, then lean back, looking him in the eye. “I guess we'll find out, now won't we?”
Ace's brow cocks, staring at me with a hungry gaze as I step back from him, and the door opens. Biting the tip of my tongue with my smile, holding my gaze before I turn towards the door as my father and Ryan emerge.
If I have to marry this man, I should at least have fun right?
“Good Morning Mr. Collins, Father.” I smile with my words. The standard requirement, kiss to the cheek for Ryan, then moving onto my father, but when I go to pull away from my father, his hand wraps around my wrist, gripping hard, stopping me. “Where were you last night?”
I hesitate and his grip gets even tighter. “I was out.”
“Do not fucking lie to me Emma. Where were you?” My father's grip gets even tighter, afraid to say where I was; I don't know what he knows about last night, does he know what Ace and I did, we didn't talk about that yet.
“Do we have a problem?” Ace steps up behind me at his full height and he is no little man, standing at 6 '4, he's got a few inches on my father, causing him to loosen his hold on my wrist, before ripping my arm away.
“I’m just asking my daughter where she was last night, none of your concern Ace.”
“Actually it is, she was with me.”
My eyes widen as my father stares down at me with a dangerous stare, taking "she was with me" the wrong way, but I say nothing, letting Ace show me how he's going to protect me like he says.
“Now, if you'll sit down, I think we have a few things to talk about.” Ace gestures to the chair beside us to my father, then places a hand on the small of my back, guiding me to the couch. I sit down and cross my legs, leaning back, watching him walk to his desk.
Ace is as calm as a kitten when he starts to discuss the casino's and his changes, which I'm all for. And then it's time to let the cat out of the bag.
“Has there been any more discussion about our meeting yesterday?” Ryans asks. Ace looks over to me with a raised brow, my father glaring at me, his lip curling into a snarl.
Yesterday my father wanted this to happen, even saying he would force me, but today, he acts as if this isn't what he wants, and the darkness in his eyes, confuses the fuck out of me to be honest.
But I hold my head up, and accept my fate. “Yes we have. We will proceed.”
Ace smiles up at me, while Ryan nods with a smile on his face, and then there's my father, showing no emotion, no sign if he's happy about this, just a blank dark face.
“Glad to hear it. I'll get things in motion.” Ryan states.
I cock a brow. “Not trying to be rude, but do I get any say in anything?”
Ryan's lips part to speak but my father beats him to it. “No, everything will be arranged, you just need to show up.”
My eyes snap over to Ace. I don't even get a say in anything, decorations, when, nothing?
“What do you want, Emma?” Ace asks me and I tell him. “I want a fucking say in my own wedding, evenif it's not real.”
