Page 14 of Aria De Luca
Arguing with him is giving me a fucking headache.
"I won't kill Dante. I just want to save Aria. I just want to help save her. Are you really going to deny me that?"
I close my eyes and rest my head against the chair.
Why can't he just fucking leave and go back to his place?
He is going to cause all kinds of issues for me.
"Fine. Now get out of my office before I change my mind."
Seven
"What'syour favorite weapon to use?" I ask Ace as I walk towards the weapons that are on the table.
We are in his "torture" room right now.
Of course, out of all people, Ace had a torture room.
I'm not surprised.
"Fire." Ace deadpans. I already knew he liked fire. I was assuming he either liked fire or guns as his weapon of choice. "What about you?" he asks.
"Knives."
"Why?"
"Because with those you can give them a slow painful death. Why do you like fire?" I ask Ace and look back at him while I lean against the table.
"Because it destroys the person little by little and there's no way for a person to really get rid of that fire."
"Sounds familiar," I mumble.
Ace walks closer to me until he is right in front of me.
"Are you still mad at me?"
"Are you still trying to shut the world out?" I tilt my head and stare up at Ace.
He has been talking to me a little bit more. But he is still an ass.
Again, I know his mother died but that doesn't give him the right to disrespect me.
"Aria, you know that I want you."
"Doesn't seem like it," I mutter and Ace leans closer to me and puts his hand on either side of me on the table, trapping me in. "You need to focus on yourself."
"Fuck that. Whatever you are doing to me, stop. I don't want to feel this way." Ace says while leaning closer to me by an inch, his lips a centimeter away from mine.
"I'm not doing anything. You’re the one who is claiming to want me."
"Yea but I don't want to want you. You’re fucking things up for me. Fucking things up in my head."
"Sorry, not sorry."
I open my eyes and look around the room.
Still in the dark cell.
