Chapter 14: ROYAL TUSSLE
"Ace Atticus, funny running into you here," the booming voice of the man beside Reign said.
Fay, caught between fear from the intimidating presence of the intruders, and envy at how free Reign was with Ace, hid behind the nu, as a form of protection.
"Did you really?" He raised a brow, his face squeezed in a frown.
Xander King, the man popularly known as just Mr King, grinned. "Won’t you ask us to sit? Where is the hospitable spirit the Atticus are known for? You know your grandmother would be livid if she heard of this," he said in a singsong voice.
"You’re interrupting dinner with my wife. Why would I be cordial with you?" He asked, arrogantly looking down at him.
Mr King chuckled as he dragged his eyes to Fay. "Her? She’s a pretty little thing. A little too dainty for our taste, you’d agree?"
Underneath the intensity of his gaze, Fay shifted uncomfortably. She buried herself deeper into the nu, scared to death. She didn’t want a topic in any of their conversations. If it were up to her, she’d disappear out of sight as soon as possible.
"What makes you think we share the sa taste? If we did, wouldn’t it be weird I used to fuck your daughter?" He cocked an arrogant brow, his foot tapping restlessly on the oak floor.
A tense silence ensued at the heavy drop of his words. Aside from the slight rise of her brow, Reign did not display any other reaction at the disrespect to her na.
The brief silence was interrupted by the cracking of Mr King’s fists. "What did you just say to my face?" He asked, daring him to repeat himself.
Ace dragged his tapping feet on the floor, and fully reclined into his seat, so he could properly stare into the face of the man, hell bent on further ruining his night. "You heard . I said we can’t possibly have the sa type, considering the fact I used to bend your daughter over, anywhere, and anyti I pleased. Do you hear
now, or should I repeat myself one more ti–"
His words were interrupted by Mr kings banging fist on the table. Fay flinched, almost jumping out of her skin. Her body trembled, as she peeked through the nu at the haunting gaze of the older man, who had crouched so he was leveled with Ace.
"Careful how you speak of
and my daughter, son. You don’t want to get on my bad side," he growled, baring teeth made of gold.
"No, you don’t want to get on my bad side. You don’t get to interrupt my dinner, and threaten . No!" He warned, unflinching.
King’s glare did not imdiately leave him. Their eyes locked in a fierce battle for dominance. Ace, who had learnt the dangerous side of business from the man breathing down his face now, would rather die than be intimidated.
King knew it, his daughter, Reign did, and so did everyone who had ever co across him.
"Would you two get over yourselves? This has gotten imnsely boring," Reign, playing with her finger, said.
Fay, hiding behind the nu, bobbed her head in agreent. She couldn’t stand the tension any more. If it continued any longer, she saw herself running out of the room in tears.
"You heard your daughter. Don’t tamper with the respect I have for you. Go away," he shooed him off like a little boy.
Mr King felt utterly embarrassed, but widely known for his ability to pick his battles, he decided to let this one go. His face spread into a humorless smile, as he straightened up. "I didn’t say a thing when Iearnt you ditched my daughter for another— thing," he settled with the least insulting word he could think of. "She didn’t tell , because she stupidly loves you enough to shield you. But now I know Ace. Now I know. You owe
a debt. For the betrayal, and for your arrogance tonight. I’ll co collect. For your sake, pray it’s not at the expense of the pretty thing." He adjusted his suit, and turned around.
Ace, his eyes still dangerously dark, watched the older man as he walked away.
"Reign!" He called over his shoulder, when he got to the door.
"Coming father," she responded.
He disappeared out the door with his bodyguards, leaving her alone with Ace, and Fay.
"You should leave too." Ace shoulders relaxed only a little. His muscles still flexed in thirst for a little exercise.
"Not until I say what I have to say," she retorted.
Fay couldn’t take another round of threats of violence. Her poor heart couldn’t stand it anymore.
"Why am I here?" She cried in her heart.
"I don’t want to hear it. I already told your father. This is dinner ti with my wife!"
"Oh spare
the wife talk. You and her just got together. One week ago Ace, you snuck out of my house. Were you cheating on her? Was he cheating on you?" She turned to Fay, a taunting glint in her eyes.
With trembling hands, Fay lowered the nu. "I don’t know," she said in a hush tone.
Reign couldn’t help but break into a cackle, as Ace kissed his teeth.
"You don’t have to answer. Ignore her," he said to Fay.
"Okay," she nodded.
"Oh you poor thing," she clutched her heart. "You’re basically a puppet to him. He tells you to jump, you ask how high. Is he paying you to act like a recluse? Or is this your natural state?" She chortled.
"Enough Reign!" He barked.
"Or what!" She scread. "My father may have taken it easy on you, but you don’t want to get
started Ace," she warned.
"Suit yourself," he rose to his feet, and went to Fay. "Give
your hands," he demanded.
Quickly, she stretched out her hands, and he pulled her up.
"Where do you think you’re going?" She walked ahead of them, blocking their path.
"Ho. My house. The house I never let you stay for two consecutive nights. She’d be staying there for a long ti. You know, now I understand why you’re so angry," he goaded, getting under her skin.
"You bastard!" She shot at him. "You think you have a man? He’s a swine who had
in his bed before he married you. Who I’m certain thinks of
when he kisses you, because you look like a prude. Am I right, Ace? Thinking of it, you don’t look like you’re getting any. There’s sothing so sexless about her. It’s a tragedy," she matched his intention, stride for stride.
Fay’s glance darted between the two. They were so similar, it scared her. Each trying to get a rise out of the other. She really felt for Reign. It was obvious she was deeply in love with him.
If only she could tell her not to worry. After a year, her man would return to her. She was beautiful beyond words, and going by what she disclosed, Ace was attracted to her.
It didn’t make sense that he didn’t marry her instead. Perhaps, his family didn’t welco their union. Whatever the case was, she really wished she could reassure her, she was like a dry, lifeless stick in Ace’s eyes. After all, he did say from his mouth that he picked her because he could never be attracted to soone like her.
"I told her she doesn’t have to respond to you. You’ve lost your mind Reign," his words broke through her thoughts, bringing her mind back to the present.
"Is that so? Prove it then. Prove to
she gets your body hard and throbbing like I do. Prove to
you don’t fantasize about
in her presence. Common," she dared with a nudge of her head.
Internally, Fay sighed. Of course he couldn’t. The man was clearly still whipped over her.
"You really want to hurt yourself, don’t you?" He asked, as his lip curved into a wry smile.
"Prove it. I dare you.".
"Okay."
Before Fay could blink, he turned her around, and wrapped a hand around her waist. Pulling her into his body, his lip dropped down on hers like a wrecking ball.
The kiss was unexpected, so it took her ti to get into it. But when she did, she threw her hands around his neck, surrendering herself to him.
Reign watched in utter disbelief. Here was her man, kissing another woman so passionately. With her, he swore he hated kisses, yet here he was. Her hand balled into a fist, and she scread, "Ace!"
Fay winced in fear, and was ready to pull away from him, but he predicted it, and held her firr.
He bent his free hand backwards, and raised the middle finger up.
"You bastard!" She yelled when she saw it. "I’m going to make you pay for this!" She seethed, as she turned around, and stord away.
Imdiately the door closed behind them, Ace quickly pulled away. "That’s enough darling."
Fay’s eyes popped open, her chest rising and falling. Never in her life had she experienced sothing like that. Sothing so good, she wanted to do it again.
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