Touching the Heart of Ace

I loved our new room. This was more spacious, had a bath tub, and the kitchen was really cool.

It had been only a week but it felt like a very long time because of that dingy tiny room. Here, I could breathe easier.

??Love it???

I nodded. ??I want to cook.??

??Baby... please... I could get any food you want.??

??I don??t want food; I want to cook.??

He sighed, resting his face on my chest. ??Whyyyy???

??Because I love cooking.??

He rolled his head on my chest and it was tickling. ??Nooo...??

??What? You do not like my cooking???

??You know that is not true.?? He glared.

??Then, why???

??God! You are so aggravating!??

My jaws dropped. I was??? I was aggravating??? ME?

??What the holy fuck! You kidnap me, fucking hook me to wall and pound me senseless, keep me chained in your bed for one whole day, and I was the one who is aggravating? Fuck you sideways, Robert Brantley, fuck you.??

He laughed and pulled me to his chest.

??Angel.?? He brushed the hair of my face pecking my nose, and I scrunched it up. It tickled. I sneezed and wiped my nose on his chest.

He pushed my face up, ??Of all the things I thought I would miss about you, it is not your precious smile, your gorgeous eyes, your tight wet warmth, but you getting annoyed at me and putting me in my place would be the most I miss about.??

I pushed at his chest and he only hugged me harder. ??Did I tell you how amazing you are, Angel???

??Only thrice since this morning.??

??Ah! What a horrible person I am? You are amazing, Angel. Truly, utterly, fascinatingly...??

I nodded along with him, ??Still want to cook. Please continue.??

??Damn it.??

Why was he not moving? It was getting late, I needed to start cooking and he needed to buy whole lot of things from a knife to salt and pepper. It would be better if he took me with him but, I did not want to get fucked to the last inch of my life again, thank you very much.

I pushed on his shoulders and he whined. ??Just... five more minutes.??

I sighed, taking in his strong masculine scent. It should be illegal to smell this divine without a deodorant.

??Robbie???

??Mmmm???

??I??ve been meaning to ask...??

??What is it???

??How did you find out I was not in shower???

His eyes got a bit paranoid and his hand tightened a bit more, but I did not mind. He was jumpy and I did not want him to thrash.

??You were not humming.??

??What???

counter, situating himself between

when you shower, babe. You are tone deaf, but

am not tone deaf, you just

when you shower,

??Fine!??

lalalaaa

blushed and smacked

was no

get me kitchen stuff.?? I hopped

??Anything else, Your Highness???

my smile. ??Anything you

He growled.

me to the bed, pressed a kiss on my palm, locked me inside this gorgeous room and left; promising he would not

I shook my head.

he not go back home? Shouldn??t he

was worrying me. Shouldn??t he at least call her? He never did, or did he do it behind my back? But

That brute!

if he wanted to call his wife, he would have called her. But, he never

I missed

my drug. So tempting, addicting, fulfilling

very sad after his tantrum, asking why I ran, repeatedly. When I

left at the door step of an orphanage when he got extreme emotions. He truly was a Big Baby.

a pervert too. Was I a masochist? No, I was far from it, I hated pain with passion. But, when it is Robbie, I loved it, his eyes so focused on me, his whole being revolving around me and his whispering my name over and

did come back earlier than I expected and I was so happy. He had picked up

I rolled my eyes.

you always get me flowers??? I asked him, his lips still firmly pressed on

bouquets remind you of your

I froze.

was right, whenever I saw a bouquet, I thought of my daddy bringing amazing ones to mommy till his last day. When was the last time I

??Th... thank you, Robbie.??

I needed a moment alone... ??I will put the ice

chopping vegetables did I notice Robbie truly uncomfortable and squirming on

??What???

??N... nothing??

scared, Robbie.?? I chuckled. What was the Great

eyes locked on the sharp knife, I was slicing the mushrooms with. He was scared of the knife. I swung it gently left and

it to him, making an angry face. ??I can stab you, Robbie. Do

expression. He stood off the kitchen chair and advanced to me, coming around the counter. I simply rose my left eyebrow. I was

would love to die by your hands.?? He pressed his chest

pulled it

??You are crazy!??

my Angel.?? I put the knife down and undid

the tip

I dressed him back. ??Stop being a nuisance and get me the

This man!

did not bother to look at him

feel. Who

can do anything to me and I will let you. But do

and pressed kisses all over the nape of my

push the knife into your heart does not mean I cannot smack you with a rolling pin. Get off!?? God! My man

chuckled.

I dropped the

love. Then he smiled so creepily, ??If I

wound around his neck.

have