Chapter 68. What Was I Made for?

AELLA

 I blink slowly and tiredly when I feel Ace's hand on my breast. I moan in ecstasy when he starts sucking on my neck.

 "Good morning" I laugh, massaging his scalp.

 "Who says it is morning Aella? It is past six."

 "What?" I quickly sit up, hitting his nose in the process.

 "Aella, careful Angel, careful."

 I can't help but laugh again when he holds up his nose like it might bleed. "Sorry. Why didn't you wake me?" I ask pouting.

 "You were so tired last night, I still want you to rest, but you need to eat."

 That is when I saw the tray of food on the bed. I suddenly realized I was hungry.

 "I love you, Ace." It is my favourite food, chips, and chicken, and of course, trust Ace to add salad to it. He knows how much I hate fruits or veggies in general, but he promised to let me eat unhealthy only if I ate it with salad. 

 I sighed, preparing my stomach for the salad