The Love of Ace

Chapter 5

Madeline Love

"I mean No, your not going back to school. Are you not hearing me correctly?" His voice was stern and I was starting to get scared by what he meant

"No, no I am it's just... what your saying is insane?" I shrugged and he shook his head at me

"Bellissima listen to me" he removed his jacket placing it down to be left with nothing underneath, I couldn't help but stare at his chest. The beautiful tattoo's that lasted it leaving his abdomen blank like a canvas

"Your mine" he fucking insane, I'm not his, I'm not anyones property

"What the hell does that mean" I couldn't help but laugh at his words "we are two strangers, I literally crashed at your house last night... i could be a serial killer! You could be a serial killer? You don't know me"

"But I want to" he piped in "Madeline Love, I want to know you" I sighed leaning back as he towered over me, this was too much

"Come on, what if you get to know me and hate all my quirks. What if my favorite music was heavy metal or EDM music?"

"It's not, and I'd adjust and change your mind" he bent down over me causing me to lay down as he squeezed the couch sides beside me

"I want you to come with me to Italy" I shook my head in disbelief, I was not going to fucking Italy with him "Bella I always get my way, you'll come to see that just accepting this is with your while"

"Accepting it? I'm nobody's property you can't move me around wherever you please. You don't own me, I do not belong to you!" I scoffed "what if I have a boyfriend" I raised a brow "you don't care that I'm already in a relationship"

"Your not" how did he know that, for all he knows I could be dating someone in a very serious relationship "you would've mentioned it" I bit my lip awkwardly

"And why the hell would you want me? Broke college student who's a stumbling wreck, look around you. Your going back to Italy for a ball for your mother, I don't fit that equation" I slid up backwards from him and he dipped down further towards me and I hit his chest away "don't"

He leaned down closer to my lips and I pushed him away again and he lifted his hand as I closed my eyes "Please... please don't hit me!"

He backed off of me looking taken back by my accusations, it's not his fault. My daddy issues get the best of me "you thought I'd hit you?" His voice incredulous

I felt my eyes water with guilt but yet again he pinned me down into the cushions practically breathing down me "I'm sorry" I mumbled

"Does he hurt you?" His question leaves me at a loss of words.

"What?"

"Your father Lila, does your father hurt you and your mother?" Shaking my head he stared at me unconvinced.

"No, no he wouldn't do that" His eyes glance to my bruised shoulder, one that I'd taken from a fall caused by my father over my visit, "It's from the woods."

"Fast bruise."

"I bruise easily, like you wouldn't believe" I knew he didn't believe, but he picked up that he wasn't going to get it out of me. So he dropped it.