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Ace's Bugatti was parked in a secluded area. The windows were black tinted nothing could be seen from the outside.
Inside, Ace and Veronica were making out like there's no tomorrow. Veronica was straddling him. Ace had his one arm encircled around her waist while he held the nape of her neck tightly in his grip with his other hand.
She moved her hips impatiently on his hardness. They pulled away and Ace trailed kisses down her neck. He couldn't control himself anymore. Lust took over his mind, his sadistic side kicked in and he bit sharply on her neck as he does with Ella.
"Ahh!" Veronica screamed and pushed Ace away. "Are you fucking crazy?!" She shrieked holding onto her neck. She checked her hand to see if she was bleeding.
Ace was caught off guard by her response. He just stared at her, his lips were swollen and he was breathing heavily. He was hard, painfully hard.
She got off his lap and sat back in her seat. She uttered profanities under her breath. "Don't do that shit with me!" she shouted rubbing on her neck.
"I... um... I am sorry if I hurt you. I lost control" Ace mumbled
"I am not fucking Ella. Don't treat me like that slut" she snapped and fastened her seatbelt, looking ahead.
Ace furrowed his eyebrows and glared at her as she called Ella a slut. "I--"
