Page 25 of Dare You to Catch Me
She lets out a dangerous laugh causing me to look over at her. “Oh don't you worry, I'll be the best Queen, because as soon as this mess is over, I'm leaving, and you can have this entire empire to yourself.” A devious grin slips from her lips.
“Emma.” I say her name as I pull into the driveway and she snaps. “I don't want to hear it, Ace. You took the ONLY thing that put any bit of happiness in my life, you took everything that mattered to me. I thought you were becoming part of that everything but I see you're no different. Everything I have worked for, for the last 5 years since my Pop passed, was just thrown down the drain.” She sighs. “If I get called out and can't race, it's over, they get my spot handed to them on a fucking platter, and you should know that since you used to race apparently.” I raise a brow; when did she find that shit out, how deep did she gointo that.
“Oh yes, I'm just like you, Ace, I have power just like you and can find out whatever I want. I may not have grown up like you, been as involved as you, and gone away for training, but I lived here, on the streets and watched every detail in this city. Snuck around, listening to conversations, watching the ways of this world. So if you want the Heiress to the Beckett Empire, you've got her, but just remember, you asked for this. I didn't want this life. I was trying to leave before you came home and since you have been home it has been nothing but heart ache after fucking heart ache.” She opens the car door and gets out before slamming the door shut, and I watch her run into the house. Turning the car off, I sit back in my seat, running my hands over my face, frustrated at as fuck.
Her words laced with threats of leaving as soon as this is over is like venom to my heart. She keeps asking why shit is going bad since I've been home and there is a truth to that, but I'm not exactly sure I want her to know that just yet.
Luca and I go back. I murdered his son, or more like slaughtered him. Kaiser was in my uncle's territory back in Russia. I destroyed him and sent his body in pieces back to Luca, his father. And I'm sure when he found out that I am to marry Emma, it got his blood pumping which is why I feel his presence, knowing he's coming.
Technically, Luca is after us both, but I won't let her know that. I do not need her coming up with some other crazy ass idea. My men are working around the clock, plucking off Heathens as more and more start to come into our city, knowing that the wedding is in two days. I know it's coming, everything I've trained for is about to be put to the test, but I was never trained how to keep my love for someone in check, while fighting a war.
I’m constantly worrying about Emma, it's driving me crazy, and I hope shipping her car away has made her realize what I need from her. I need to trust her, or we both could be fucking killed.
Chapter ten
EMMA
Iknow I fucked up, but fuck he doesn't have to take my car away.
My car is the only thing that keeps me sane and keeps the side I never want to see come out. Ace wasn't here when I was in school and started getting involved in the casino's with my father. I was not a good girl. I would choke a bitch quick, for their shit, but then I saw that I was becoming someone I didn't want to be, so I did everything I could to get my shit together, and be better.
Maybe that is why I am so free spirited and hate when people tell me what to do, knowing that side of me is buried deep, but now, it's risen. And my blood is boiling.
I need to get some of this energy out before tonight or I will not be a very good person to be around, and I really need to make this right with Ace.
I know he is only trying to keep me safe, but why did all this all start when he got home? Did he really have to go that far by taking my car? Yeah he probably did, but I'm still pissed.
I get myself ready to play Queen tonight. The life I never wanted, the life I tried to get away from, and I had my affairs in order, I was going to fall off the face of this earth and run away from this place when I went to the states races. Leading everyone on to believe I was the good girl, taking over daddies company, but I‘d rather burn it all down and even more so now learning my fathers hate towards me.But I will go along with everyone's plans for me, listen to Ace and his orders, do as I am told, and be the heiress they want me to be.
There's a knock at my bedroom door, still only wearing a towel from my shower, I answer it anyways.
“I'm sorry to bother you, Emma.”
“It's fine, what do you need Caz.”
“Mr. Collins asked for you to meet him in the library when you are ready.”
“Okay, I'll be right down.”
Caz acknowledges my dismissive tone before I close the door and head to my closet to find what dress I will be wearing tonight.
Feeling the fine delicate fabric against my skin as I look into the mirror at myself. I reach for my holster and wrap it around my thigh, then grabbing my gun, I slide it into the holster as it rests between my legs, high up on my thigh.
Any big events I have ever been to, I have always carried my own gun. I am not sure how Ace will react to this, so I will just not tell him about this.
Sliding on the bracelet Ace gave me, then I adjust my dress, before I leave my room to meet Ace. We haven't spoken since this morning. Yes, I am angry as hell at him, but the string to my heart is still held tight, pulling me towards him.
As I get into the hallway, of course there are guards everywhere with two trailing behind me, watching my every move.
I'm on total watch; Ace isn't going to let me be alone at all.
Continuing down the hallway until I reach the library and walk in. Ace is standing by the window, with his arm above his head leaning against the wall, as his leg crosses the other. A smile slips from my lips as he looks up at me.
Well, if he isn't looking fucking delicious right now.
Biting my lip, unable to help my gaze from exploring his talllengthy body, the suit taut against his shoulders, revealing those lines outlining his muscular frame. A heat spreads to my legs instantly.
Our gaze meets and that tether to my heart is pulled taut, pulling at the feelings that I know I feel for him even after what he did.
