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“Hey,” I ask, brushing my fingers through his hair.
He’s too quiet.
Too still.
“Are you okay?”
Slowly, Ace lifts his head, giving me his eyes. “Better than fine.” He gives me a wolfish grin, but something about it feels off. “Everything is exactly as it’s supposed to be.”
My brows knit, a strange tingle rolling up my spine. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Relax, Princess. Everything was great.”
My stomach knots at the coolness in his voice.
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nbsp; “Did I... do something wrong?” I whisper. He’s no longer looking at me adoringly—he’s looking at me with utter disappointment.
I push away from him and sit up, pulling the sheet up my body. “Ace?” I say when he doesn’t reply.
He sits up too, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed giving me his back. His head hangs low as if something is wrong.
“I thought this is what you wanted? I thought—“
He looks over at me and my heart sinks. An evil smirk graces his face. “You made it so fucking easy.”
“W-what? I don’t understand. I thought we—“
“You thought what, huh? That we’d ride off into the sunset? That I’d follow you to some fancy ass college on good old Uncle James’ money?”
“Ace, please.” Pain splinters down my chest. This isn’t my Ace. It isn’t the boy who just made me feel things I’ve never felt before.
It isn’t.
Yet, I see nothing but honesty in his eyes.
“You played me?” I say slowly, the pieces of this surreal nightmare slowly falling into place. “I’m just part of your game to get back at James? You... used me.” I pull the sheet closer, hating that I can still feel his touch branded on my skin.
“Answer me!” I yell, anger vibrating beneath my skin.
“What can I say, Princess? You just made it so fucking easy.”
“You bastard.” I lunge at him, my palm cracking across his cheek. Ace’s eyes flare, and before I can stop him he pushes me down on the bed, covering my body with his.
“You were begging for it. Begging for a taste of the bad boy. Don’t pretend you weren’t using me for your own ends, too.”
“You think I used you? I fucking fell for you, you bastard.” I try to slap him again, but Ace snags my wrist, slamming my hand down beside my head. Pain jerks along my arm, but I don’t scream.
I won’t.
“You’re lying,” I say, ready to call him out on his bullshit. Whatever game he’s playing is some kind of cruel defense mechanism. He’s hurting over his uncle, and I’m his punching bag.
“There’s no way this has all been fake,” I grit out. “I’ve been right there beside you. Every kiss, every touch... you feel it, Ace, I know you do.”
A dark chuckle rumbles in his chest, setting my teeth on edge. “I know I get you wet. And I knew it was only a matter of time before you gave it up. You’re like a lost sheep, Princess. Starved of attention and ripe for the taking.”
Tears burn the backs of my eyes as I try desperately not to cry. “I trusted you,” I scream. “I defended you to my mom, to James. I fucking chose you, and this is how you repay me?”
