Chapter 23

Storm Palace, Finland

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 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 savior’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 di