CHAPTER FIVE

- Ace -

A notification ding brought my attention to my phone laying next to me on my bed.

It's Friday. I want to deny it but I can't get that lady out of my mind. Each time, I keep wondering when she'll get here even though I'm not supposed to.

Could my need for revenge have blossomed to something more? Or I am just so desperate to ruin her? Whichever it is, this should be fun.

I sighed and sat up then picked up my phone. It's nothing important, just work stuff and a message from my typical stalker, Leah. I chose to ignore it and threw my phone back on the bed.

I'm bored. Ridiculously bored at this fine hour and I don't know what to do. I ran my eyes across my room and exhaled. How can a man who has everything he could ever want be this.... I don't know, lonely?

A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?" I groaned.

"Your visitor has arrived." Marco's voice was firm. As always, he's formal.

"Which one?" I asked, leaning my elbow on my thighs.

"Richard Stanley's daughte