Dirty Little Secret

Unice’s PoV

“Sorry, Ace! I didn’t mean to come to your house, and I’ll leave again!” I was surprised because Max and Ace appeared to be fighting. I also heard that when Ace broke the plate.

“Wait, what’s going on?” I inquired after observing Ace’s anger and frustration.

“Max did nothing wrong, Ace. I offered him sandwiches,” I told Ace, and he gave me a stern look.

Ace approached me, and I was surprised because he grabbed me suddenly, so I forced myself to get away, but I couldn’t, and I could hear him breathing deeply over and over.

“Ace, tell me if you’re sick so that I know what medicine to give you,” I said to Ace, and he let go of my hand and looked me in the eyes.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

When Ace kissed me, my eyes widened, I pushed him away, and I covered my mouth. He smiled at me, licked his lips, and approached me slowly.

“Don’t you want my kiss? Aren’t you a woman? You also need a man like me,” Ace said to me, and I ran upstairs and went to the library because I was shocked at what he did to me.

I took a deep breath, and my heart was racing so fast. Ace looked so scary before, and I didn’t know why. I just offered Max a sandwich, and he immediately became enraged.

Ace is not my boyfriend, but he was angry with Max and jealous. When I heard his footsteps, I grabbed a thick book and prepared to throw it at him. He didn’t come in, so I only saw his shadow in the doorway below.

Ace eventually left, and I lowered the book I was holding. I was worried that he would do something terrible to me when I went to bed tonight, but now I can’t stop thinking about him kissing me.

I stood up and opened the door, but I accidentally kicked a tray, which surprised me because it was the sandwich I had made earlier; I took it, and there were notes on it.

Notes

Please accept my apologies; I didn’t mean to do it – Ace.

I went downstairs, and I did not see Ace. He was not in the living room or the kitchen; perhaps he had returned to his room. When I was done eating, I went to the kitchen and ate my breakfast there. I still remember how he kissed me.

He seemed wild when we do that sex; speaking of rules, I haven’t asked why he writes that ‘every night sex.’ I drank the milk I made earlier, and when I was done, I washed the dishes and glass I had used when I had my breakfast.

I’m not sure if he cleaned the shattered plate in his room, but I didn’t see any broken dishes in the trash. I was surprised because Ace, who had just arrived in the kitchen, opened up to me while carrying the broken plate.

Ace didn’t say anything and took the small trash can in the kitchen, he left, and I noticed his hand was sore, so I was worried, where is the first aid kit in his house?

I went to the living room to look for the first aid kit, and when I opened the drawer here near the television, I saw the first aid kit. I took it and walked to his room, taking a deep breath before knocking.

I looked at Ace as he quickly opened the door.

“You have a wound on your hand; let’s treat it,” I told Ace, and he blushed.

Ace stepped back and appeared to be letting me in, but I shook my head.

“Let’s go there to the living room,” I said to Ace, and I went up the short stairs.

I went into the living room, and Ace just followed me there. I sat on the sofa, and he did as well. I opened the first aid kit and took betadine, alcohol, and a bandage; he only had a minor wound.

Ace extended his hand and looked at me; I took his hand in mine and knew it was soft. I cleaned his wound with alcohol, and he didn’t even get hurt and then applied betadine and applied a bandage to him; he only had three injuries, and there is a place to each other, so I just put a band-aid next to the wound it was not that deep.

Didn’t Ace know how to be grateful? He stood up and walked back to his room. But, to be fair, his hands were soft and pleasant to the touch, but his skin remained white.

I was shaken by what I was thinking. I closed the medical kit and placed it back in the drawer on the television stand. I remember looking for a show to watch and turning on the television. When I turned it on, I was surprised by the obscene performance and the loudness of the sound.

I turned off the television right away. I was nervous there, my heart was racing so fast, and I wondered if he was watching that kind of show?! When was the last time he turned on the television? I put down the remote and planned to do something else.

“Is it crazy and wild?” I was surprised because I was about to leave the living room when Ace was smiling and not wearing a mask.

“What exactly are you saying? I’m not sure what you’re saying!” I told Ace and walked away, but he touched my wrist.

“I appreciate you were putting medicine on my wound,” Ace said to me while he held my wrist. I honestly thought he wouldn’t thank me; did I think he had a cold heart? But I don’t believe he has a chilly heart.

“You’re welcome. You can let me go now,” I said to Ace, and he released my wrist.

Ace’s PoV

I just stared at Unice as she walked, trying not to laugh because she had seen something on television that she probably didn’t want to see. When I returned to my room, I noticed her throwing the pillow.

Unice was taken aback, so I sat on my bed and looked at my hand. I was overthinking everything when she touched my hand and treated my wounds. I want to have sex with her because of the softness and smallness of her hand.

Not yet, I need to talk to Unice and be nice to her to gain her trust first before I have sex; she still hasn’t asked me about the rules; perhaps she forgot and didn’t ask me right away.

I took my phone from my pocket and opened my game, playing first and occasionally looking at the monitor. I can’t talk to Unice because I know she thinks differently than I do, so I’ll just let her do what she wants to do right now. After all, I offered her a place to stay because I needed someone with me.

While I was playing, I put down my phone and noticed Unice in the library, where she was reading. I’m not sure what she had for a snack, but I didn’t think to kill her because I noticed she had no intention of fleeing or betraying me.

I got up when I sat down and was about to go to the living room when I noticed her coming down the stairs.

“Do you have nothing to say to me?” When I asked Unice, she just stared at me.

“I almost forgot to ask you! Why do your rules require sex every night?” Unice asked, and she still stuttered as she spoke.

“I’m not sure why I wrote that. Just ignore it,” I said as I turned away to Unice.

I smiled, knowing she’d press me, and I was prepared to respond.

“I’d like to know! Do you know my every move in this house?” When Unice asked, I laughed.

“How about if I say yes?” When I replied to Unice, I turned to face her.

I was surprised by what I saw because Unice’s cheeks were red.

“We don’t know what will happen in the next few days, so I wrote that, but don’t worry, nothing will happen if we don’t have any development feelings,” I told Unice as I walked into the living room.

What did I think when I said that? I just like Unice, and I didn’t expect to like her because she was so beautiful when we first met.

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