CHAPTER 23

Strom palace Russia Alaina's pov I got up to be greeted by an empty couch with Ace nowhere to be found. I knew what he did last night and it made a surge of anger to flow through my veins, I can still feel his mouthwatering cologne wafting throughout my surroundings. He did a blunder- a big one to think I wouldn't remember his touches, the feel of his fingers tracing my hair and touching my soul. That flow of electricity passing between us. I felt him god-damned, I felt his kisses on my fingers, the feeling of his hands encasing me in safety. I could recognize that touch, that feeling of warmth and security anywhere..... it was his- my saviour's. That day it wasn't Ryan who had saved me, it was Ace and I was certain of that. Of course how would I know, I had never seen his eyes hidden behind those foggy, old spectacles. Those Stormy greens which captivated my body, mind and soul weren't visible. To say I was offended was saying the least, what did he took me as....a fucking unp