Touching the Heart of Ace

Chapter 63

The situation at home was not better. Janice was a walking land mine; a mild twitch ticking her off. She

was always screaming at Robbie and I felt like she was searching for my baby to shout at her too.

Over my dead body.

"I did it... Not you. I fucking pulled your precious baby out of my fucking pussy... and what did I get?

Huh? I destroyed my beautiful body for that thing to live... Did you know what I went through. What did I

get out of it?"

"Stop blaming my kid. I paid for everything you asked for. Liposuction, boob job, butt job... every

fucking thing! So, you would leave her out of it. I even fucking paid for your rhinoplasty! How the hell is

that related to your pregnancy!"

"Look how it turned out!"

"How is that our fault? Jesus! Woman, if you don't get out of here right now you are going to regret it."

"My face is fucking swollen and you don't care."

"Why would I care?"

"After all I went through? You don't care."

"Please get out."

I was thankful Lia was asleep. I saw Robbie rushing out and Janice screaming after him. I sighed when

Robbie drove off and Janice came back a little smug.

"I am going to take a nap. Please do something for god sake so nothing will disturb me." She stormed

off to her room.

Well her 'nothing' is my 'everything'. And she never bothered Janice ever in her life.

Robbie did come back less than an hour looking stressed.

"Where did you go?" I asked looking like a petulant child.

He sighed. "To the bank. Had to change some accounts."

He looked so tired and a bit lost. He tried to hug me and let him though I did not look at his eyes. "Still

mad at me?"

I nodded and he kissed my neck.

"What did I do?"

I shrugged but let him kiss my other cheek.

But when he came for my lips I twisted my face away, not that it stopped him from pecking my lips.

We were not sleeping together. I was mad and hurt. Lia was sleeping with me all nights and Robbie

could not do anything. We both knew if Lia was not there he would have ignored my 'no'.

His phone rang again and he rubbed his forehead. "What now?" He dropped his head on my shoulder.

My Big Baby looked so tired.

"Give me a kiss."

"No." I did not even look at him.

"Please."

"No."

He sighed but kissed my cheek before letting me go. His shoulders were slumped and I could see the

weight on his shoulders. My heart, my mind and my soul pained at his state.

"Robbie."

I called out before I knew I was calling for him. "Mmm?"

"When will you be back?" I swallowed my real words and spat out a seemingly normal question. He

yanked me to him and pushed me to the wall.

"Why?"

"What? I cannot ask when you will be back?" Stop being an annoying brat, Ace.

"You can ask me anything and you know it, brat."

"I just wanna know." I pinched him.

"I don't know love, maybe a couple of hours." Why did he look so defeated? Was it because of my

fighting? Or Janice's yapping?

"There is a carnival. I don't know the place. I saw the flayer in our shopping basket. We wanna go,

Daddy." He kept on staring at me, but I caught a shining in his eyes. A bit of his stress faded away and

his shoulders relaxed.

He slammed his lips on mine and I moaned, melting into him. He was my demon and demons would

never stop fighting because they had annoying persistent brats as mates.

"Stop being so naughty and come back fast." I patted his strong back when he poked me with his bad

boy.

"You are mine." He whispered and bit my ear.

"So, will you come back fast?"

"Yes, love. I will take you to the carnival." I nodded and might have puckered my lips when he kissed

me again.

But nothing was going in the way I wanted everything to go. Janice persistently fought with everyone,

including my baby girl. Janice normally stayed downstairs but this time she decided to come upstairs

and scream at Lia for disturbing and irritating her.

Lia and I finally locked ourselves up in my bedroom; but we could still hear her screaming. When

Robbie came back, she started to throw insults at him too.

"YOU ARE NOTHING!!! YOU PATHETIC SHIT."

We heard it through our bedroom door and Lia was shaking in my arms. I gave her beautiful baby

monkey plushy and helped her lie down. "Sweetheart, can Davey go and check on Daddy?"

"NO! Davey... No..." She clutched on my hand and climbed on my lap. "No leave baby."

"I am not leaving you sweetheart. Davey will go and bring Daddy here and we will sit here away from

her. Okay?"

"Daddy ok?"

"Of course he is okay. I am going to ask him to come here. Sweetheart stay under this blankie, yeah?

Don't open the door."

She chewed on her thumb and I kissed her button nose. I placed her back under the blanket and

pecked her lips. "Sweet baby, Davey will be back."

She nodded, scared but wanted her daddy to be okay too.

I could hear Janice' screams from his office. How loud was she shouting?

"Loser!!! ....no money, no business, nothing.... lost everything!"

I did not think Robbie was even talking back. "You are so ugly I do not even know why I bothered. You

sad excuse of a man! With your erectile dysfunction, do you think you will get anyone close to me in

beauty ever in your life? No one wants you."

Erectile dysfunction? Was she talking about my Robbie? He had erectile dysfunction?

Then with what the hell was he plugging my butt like a piston, all these times? A couple of hours earlier

I felt the evidence of his erectile 'superfunction' on my stomach.

"Actually I am happy that you lost your business. All those times, you made fun of me in front of my

friends and investors, I was praying that you lost everything. This is the proof that Jesus is watching.

Not so mighty, are you? LOSER!!! No one... hear me... no one will never ever look at you, you scum!"

I heard a tight slap and I froze.

"See, you are nothing. I slapped you because you are not even a man! And I will slap you again. You

sad sad pussy!"

She slapped him? She fucking slapped my Robbie????!!!!

My man! She slapped him!

I saw red. I wanted to kill her! Fucking kill her for hurting him!

MY ROBBIE!

I pushed the heavy door with all my might and it flew open at my force.

Janice got even more uglier than she usually was. "YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET OUT." She

screamed at me. "Wipe that brat's ass or something. We are talking here."

At that moment I understood how much I had been suffering for her because Janice looked like my

Aunt Marie. But the woman in front of me was not. She did not look like anyone I had to suffer myself

for and she hurt my Robbie.

He was mine and who the hell was she to call him a loser or pathetic or...

"Why are you not attending my lawyers' call?" The urge to fucking destroy her to pieces was

overwhelming me.

"WHAT?"

"You heard me. They are taking your case to the court." They were not but I could make them, bitch.

"I was busy with my business." She sniffed.

My fucking ruined butt.

Yeah, that is right, your erectile dysfunction husband could not take his fucking dick from mine and

yeah, it kind got ruined.

"Good. Then you are capable of paying the interest back."

Janice gulped and I knew she had walked into that one. "You know your mother did not want me to

pay."

I shrugged. "I did not even know about you..." leeching of my mom's money "... having any loans with

my company." Not sorry for emphasising 'my'. "Better talk to my lawyers before they take it to the

court."

She bit her lips and looked down. Once her face made me riled up with guilt and jealousy. But now I

could not find any trace of my Aunt or my baby girl in this swollen plastic droopy face. I wanted to

punch this water balloon but my mom raised me better.

"Can you do anything about that?" I knew she hated me, she never hid it. She had too many bad

emotions in her face when she always looked at me when we were kids. But the woman twirled her

hair, blinked innocently and smiled right on my face, like we were friends.

How could anyone be this poisonous?

"Nothing much. The loans were before I took over the firm and loans are not my section but Jason's. I

will give him a call but it is finally his and my lawyers' decision."

She ground her teeth in obvious anger. She had called my brother names too. Now, let us see you

begging at his feet.

"I will go and talk to them, then. You will call them, right?"

"Don't keep your hopes up. They are legal documents, there is only so far it could be stretched."

She stomped off from Robbie's office after throwing a 'useless' under her breath without looking at me.

The innocent paper weight was the victim of my wrath. The glass ball broken down to the pieces from

its hard impact on the wall.

"Angel?"

"WHAT? CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE?" I snarled at him. He could have said something. Prevented the

slap. I knew he saw that coming from a mile away. I hated seeing him hurt. I hated even if I was the

one who had hurt him.

He switched off something and dragged me to him. "Let me go, Asshole Brantley." But my hands

already had looped on his neck.

Stupid hands.

"I am fine. Stop crying."

"I am not crying. You are just stupid."

"If it is any consolation, your mom packs a lot more power."

I chuckled before I could stop myself. "But there is only one whose slaps I enjoy." He winked and I

glared. "Makes me so freaking hard when you go all angry kitty on me."

I pushed myself off his lap because he was too much. "You are annoying." But I was sad. She hurt my

man. Called him names. "Lia is worried about you. Come on."

I pulled on his hands and he held mine reverently. We walked hand in hand to our baby who was

waiting for us, distressed. "DADDY..." She jumped to him and kissed him all over his cheeks. "Daddy

ok? Davey say you?"

He laughed. "I am okay, Baby Angel. Yes, Davey saved me."

I blushed bright red. "You did. You are my Angel. You always save me."

"When are we going to carnival?" I wanted to get out of here for some time. I was still in funky mood

and it rubbed off on Robbie but Lia had a very good time. I could not stop my wayward thoughts.

My Robbie was not pathetic, definitely not a loser but he had issues adjusting to other people. I knew

many of it could be blamed on his upbringing.

He had no one to rely on, no one to tell his which was right, which was wrong; he just went with his

heart and his heart did not always have other's interest in focus... make that never.

Still he was my man. Who I loved. Who took care of me. Who looked at me like I was the most precious

one in his world right next to his daughter.

"I am fine. I promise, Angel." He tried again but I could stop worrying. Was there a part in Robbie that

believed everything Janice said?

Loser

Pathetic

Ugly

Erectile Dysfunction

No one wants you

We waited until Lia had tired herself out before leaving for home and I knew I was awfully silent.

I was honestly surprised to see the monster still here. But I was too tried and angry to talk to her

without doing some serious damage.

I went upstairs with sleeping Lia on my hip and Robbie followed me without even looking at her. I knew

she wanted to talk even vent out some of her anger. But my family was not available to her. They were

my treasures, not her punching bags.

Robbie and I bathed our baby together. I held Baby Angel and rocked her while her daddy sung her

beautiful songs.

We loved her so much.

But she fell asleep on her princess tired and I noticed my demon's intentions in his steel eyes. And my

heart sang but I felt so different and it was scaring me. I prayed to god that Robbie stayed away from

me this night.

But... God had no access to a demon. And if the demon kingdom was real, this man right here would

be the king. So, if I had to pray to someone it had to be to my own demon.

He let me go.

He did not try to do anything and that made me more nervous. He was in control; he knew it, I knew it.

Everything was slipping out of my control.

He came at night... his eyes set with determination and he locked the door.

Please.

I was at the bottom of my rope; one slip and I would fall.

Please don't make me fall.

I took a step back and he took one forward. "Robbie..."

He ignored it.

She was here. We should not do this. We needed to...

I was trapped in a corner and I remembered the day he came into my hotel room, trapping me like this.

If I was afraid of what he might do at that day, I was afraid of what I might do this day.

I was breaking.

No.

I was getting full. My heart was filled to the brim and I was going to burst into million pieces...

Robbie had no right to be this handsome. No right to be this perfect.

My eyes slipped to the door and he stood right in front of me blocking my view. Just like our first time in

Boston hotel room.

'You shouldn't be anywhere but here... with me.' He had said. Wasn't he right? I loved him. Had been

loving him since the time he heard me ramble on and on about my academics. I loved his kid too. She

was my kid now. She loved me. Lia needed me more than she needed her own Daddy.

I shouldn't be anywhere but here... with him.

I felt his breath on my face, he was that close.

My demon.

I wanted to tell him how much he meant to me. I needed to show him the things I had hid in my heart

for so long. "Robbie..."

He froze. I was begging with everything in me for his love.

His eyes held confusion, lust and distrust. He thought I was going to ask him to leave; far from it

actually.

"Robbie... I..." My words were failing me. I could not put my needs, my emotions into words and I felt

like crying. "My love." I called him and I threw my hands around him.

Please understand what I was trying to say, Robbie... please.

Robbie was not breathing. "An... Angel?"

He was my man. The child sleeping next to my room was mine too.

I felt like the sheath that was blinding my eyes and soul were ripped away. I stared at the man in my

hands. His beautiful eyes flickering with too many emotions. My hands slowly let him go, as my eyes

took in all of his amazing masculine form. He was wearing my angel chain around his neck, the shirt he

was wearing was selected by me, the pants he had was Father's day gift from Lia and I... but then

again everything around me screamed 'us'.

My nightwear was his Valentine's Day gift. The anklet in my leg was from his apology pile.

This whole house was filled by 'us.'

Robbie, Lia and I.

The pictures hanged in here were bought by Robbie according to my wishes. The family photos were of

mine. Every nook and cranny of this home, of this man, of that baby had my touch, my love and my

fucking soul embedded in them.

All these times... I was so stupid to even think of otherwise.

I stood in my tippy toes and pressed my lips on his.

My first kiss.

The kiss I had wholeheartedly given to him, on his lips. I felt him freeze before his uncertain hands

wound my waist. I did not even move my lips, I just kept it there.

An eternity passed before I took them away. My heart was expanding and it was going to burst soon. I

could not breathe properly. I needed something before I die.

"Robbie..." I brushed my hands on his shoulders, down to his chest, to his stomach, back to his chest

before I hugged him tight. This time when I captured his lips, I poured every love I had for him in it.

Pulling them with my own lips, slowly asking for entrance, and then he understood I was really kissing

him and he was not dreaming; his hands wound tightly around my waist and he pulled me off my feet

before taking control of our... no... my kiss.

I pulled away from his hot cavern and cradled his face. "Robbie, there is no life for me without you."

Where did that statement come from? It just came to me from my soul and the man visibly shook in my

hands. No, I was in his hands, my feet were not touching the ground. But why did it feel like I was the

one holding him?

"Wh... what?"

I kissed him again... again and again.

"I need you so bad, Robbie..." I tried to undress him so fast, because I felt like I was dying. My heart

was going to burst soon. He put me down, bending himself to my height and I threw away his clothes,

his warm skin burning with passion under my touch.

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"I am gonna..." I whimpered frustrated and pulled down his pants before taking his amazing phallus in

my hands. Warm, tight and hard like steel. My eyes flicked to his steel eyes and I saw hope and fear.

He had nothing to be afraid of. He had me. I would take away anything that made him afraid. I whined

when he took a step back, I did not let him go, I followed him like a dog on leash.

He sat on my bed... and pulled a pillow for me to kneel down.

How could he be so perfect? He was so perfect like his manhood. I swallowed him whole and he

whimpered. "Baby... I can't..."

I loved doing this to him. He was mine, his cock was mine... I wanted to do this very long time... but he

growled before I was satisfied and threw me to the bed.

"No... Robbie... I need to feel you..."

I pushed away his hand which was trying to open me up. "I had to... Angel... prepa..."

"No!"

I pushed him to my bed before slathering his bad boy up with lube and I straddled his waist. "You are

mine, Robbie... you are fucking mine..."

"Really?" He was shaking. "Really, Angel? Ace?"

"Yes. You are mine. You are my demon."

"Oh dear fucking god."

He groaned and bent in half as I sank down. I was tight. I had not prepped myself and the burn, the

pain made my eyes wet but my heart was going to burst. I had to do this, I had to tell him that I loved

him.

"I love you."

"Please... I..." He looked so vulnerable under me, his hands on my waist was holding me for dear life.

"I love you Robbie, so much. I can't and I will never love anyone as I love you."

He flipped me on my back, before ramming me deep. I howled in pain and pleasure. It felt so good... no

it was bad... no... so good.

"Tell me you need me. TELL ME!!!"

I held his face with my right hand for my left hand was in his hand, which was squeezing and hurting

me so beautifully.

"I need you."

"Oh my god." He lost his rythm. "Please don't hurt me... You can't take that back, Angel... Dear..."

My head was getting fuzzy? It was beautiful. I was breathing finally. Something lifted off my chest. A

huge weight and I saw the most beautiful, precious man, making love to me.

"I need you. I need you more than I love you. I can never let you go." The pleasure bloomed in my

stomach and I frowned when it felt so different this time. My heart was bursting.

Crack.

Crack.

Crack.

What was that sound? Was I dreaming? Robbie... was moving in me... I wanted him to kill me at this

moment... I wanted to die happy... I closed and opened my eyes... what was happening...something

was wrong with me.

He took his cock away and I whined. I saw him jerking off to my thighs.

"No... please... I want your cum Robbie..."

He was so adorable with his huge steel eyes, looking at me in wonder and fear.

"Cum in me... Don't you want me to be completely yours? Make me yours Robbie. I... want... need to

be yours. No one... not even you... In me Robbie... Please my Big Baby...in me..."

"YES! Yes please... baby... please..." He begged. Why was he crying? He could not cry...

"You can't cry...uuuh..." He put himself back in me making me smile and cry at the same time. "I beg

you Robbie... please..."

He groaned and cried and... slammed rapidly... I could not see anything... He was all I could feel and a

sudden wetness bloomed inside, wet, warm and hot.

I was floating and it scared me. "You...uh... you came in me." I tried to sit up but everything was

spinning so fast... it was all grey not like the explosion of colours I normally had. I shivered at

something literally leaving my body. My sound was so small and I was confused. "You came in me?

You did that... oh my god... You did... cum... in me..."

I tried to feel that wetness that made me crazy. I touched my quivering cave in wonder. "You..." My

eyes finally settled on his and I saw my demon. He growled like a wounded animal and he was back

inside in one thrust.

I was dying.

"Robbie..."

"MINE!"

"Yours." I told him the truth.

Then he really started crying, clutching on my body, still moving. His tears dripped down to my face and

my heart could not bear to see it.

My tongue was moving but I could hear what I was saying. I wanted to tell him all of my secrets.

I love him.

He is mine.

He is all I ever wanted.

I have been in love with him for so long that I could not even see anyone else when he is with me.

I will be here waiting for him every day and night.

I wanted to tell him that his wife was wrong. He was the most handsome person I had ever seen. He

was my man, my demon and I trusted him with my life. I would go with him to the ends of the world and

time... to hell when he went back. I wanted no life without him beside me.

Did he want to be mine? I could take care of him. I took care of his baby. She was my baby, wasn't

she? He was my Big Baby, wasn't he?

Robbie nodded as if he could hear my thoughts. I wanted to tell him all that and I could not because he

was married and belonged to someone else.

Please stop crying, Robbie. I tried to brush off his tears but my hand could not coordinate well and he

finally placed my palm on his cheek.

I thought I was dying, but I was not.

This was living.

The moment my heart burst of its love, I felt it expanding again, growing and I could breath. Fresh cool

air filled every pore and I smiled at the man who gave me that unimaginable happiness.

I wanted to sleep but I had a lot more to say but my tongue was not cooperating. He was my

everything. I needed him. I loved him. I wanted to tell him a lot of things.

"You can tell me everything tomorrow. Sleep baby. I need you, Angel, you are mine."

But I had so many...

"Shh... I am not going anywhere. You are not going anywhere either. Sleep..."

"You have me, Robbie. You always have me." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I let go of that rope and I was falling.

Like a feather in a breeze, slowly and calmly descended down. And when I thought I was going to hit

the hard ground; someone had his hands stretched out to catch me.

Robbie.

I had to tell him that I loved him the first thing in the morning.

"I love you, Robbie. I need you so much."