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12/09/2025

Igbo engineer can't find a job so
he opens a clinic and puts a sign
outside
"GET TREATMENT FOR 20k"

IF NOT CURED GET BACK 100k".

A lawyer thinks this is a great
opportunity to earn 100k and goes to
the clinic...
Lawyer: I have lost my sense of
taste
Igbo man: "Nurse, bring medicine
from box no.22 and put 3 drops in
patient's mouth
Lawyer: Ugh..this is kerosene
Igbo man: Congrats, your sense of
taste is restored. Give me 20k

The annoyed lawyer goes back after
a few days to recover his money...
Lawyer: "I have lost my memory. I
cannot remember anything"
Igbo man: Nurse, bring medicine
from box no. 22 and put 3 drops in
his mouth
Lawyer (annoyed): This is kerosene.
You gave this to me last time for
restoring my taste
Igbo man: Congrats. You got your
memory back. Give me 20k
The fuming lawyer pays him, and
then comes back a week later
determined to get back 100k.
Lawyer: My eyesight has become
very weak
Igbo man: Well, I don't have any
medicine for that, so take this 100k
Lawyer (staring at the cash): But
this is 20k, not 100k
Igbo man: Congrats, your eyesight is
restored. Give me 20k

You can't beat an Igbo man... when it comes in time of money I'm telling you😂😹💔😂🤦

12/09/2025

Long time No story
Since you people doesn't show interest
I should lock up on it? 😕

12/09/2025

Ọrọ bi ẹkun 😭bi Ose😪ọlọrun mafi kanmi tẹbi tara🤲🤦

12/09/2025

One hand that help you when you are in difficulty is far more valuable than a thousand hands clapping when you succeed. Ire ooo 😉

12/09/2025

May you not be in a situation that will require soliciting for public funds to survive🤲(Ameen)
Juma'at Mubarak ❤️

06/09/2025

And when I count my blessings, I count my phone a hundred times, because if anything do this phone I fit enter coma🤣

HmmIf you're the Bride what will you do ?
06/09/2025

Hmm

If you're the Bride what will you do ?

06/09/2025

✨🌸Ace's game 🌸✨

✨ Chapter Six:Jealousy✨

The amber rays colored the horizon, manifesting a crown of crimson and pink above the setting sun. Lines of birds flew alongside across the sky in the direction of their shelter; melodic twitters of them felt like an announcement for the darkness to befall.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Dad said, sitting on the car hood beside me.

I nodded, a smile curved onto my lips. "Yes, very. Thank you for bringing me here, Dad. It's been so long since I last visited. I really missed our sunrises and sunsets."

We used to come to this meadow at least once a week. Well, at least me, Dad and Tobias. Mom and Tess were too lazy to join every time. It was like a tradition for us. The tradition my grandfather started with Dad. But after my shifting to NY, I couldn't join Dad and Tobias anymore.

"Me too, princess. Without you, our visits here didn't have the same meaning." His tone filled with nostalgia.

"Yeah, that idiot had all the fun for himself," I joked, mentioning my brother. He couldn't join us due to an important meeting this evening. "But I'm happy that you came here with me this time. It's my turn today to have all the fun." I grinned.

Chuckling, he shook his head. "Nah, our time here became pretty boring as even Achilles stopped joining us after you left for your high school."

My smile slipped at the mention of his name.

He used to accompany us regularly to watch the sunrises and sunsets. But after his father's death, his visits became less, until it stopped totally. I still remember my extra enthusiasm for the ride here even at four in the morning to see him. Meeting him was more important for me than watching anything else.

I heard Dad heaving a sigh. "Sometimes we've to let go of the past to live our present, Emerald. Because until you live your present, you won't be able to accept your future."

I knew what he was trying to say. Though my family hadn't said anything, but I knew everyone has sensed my distance with Ace even after so many years. But I couldn't explain anything to them even if I wanted. They didn't know the whole truth, so they couldn't understand.

"But what if it's too difficult to let go of the past?"

His blue gaze locked with mine. "Nothing is impossible, sweetheart. Sometimes we indulge ourselves so deep in our pain that we can't see anything past that. All you've to do is, open your heart a little more, be a little more greater, and let go of the grudges. Don't let the past hold you from your happiness of the present."

I put my head on his shoulder, saying nothing.

Could I do it? Could I be that brave to let go of everything and move on? I haven't been able to in years.

The buzz of my phone cut my thoughts.

"Who is it?"

I put my phone back. "Casie. She and Beth want us to have dinner together at our regular."

Nodding his head, his gaze turned back to the chromatic horizon.

After spending some more time talking and refreshing memories, we headed back to home. Once dropping him off, I turned the car around and drove to Nova's Diner, where the girls were waiting for me.

But all the way, the only thing that consumed my mind was, Dad's words. I knew he was right. I couldn't let go of the past because I held grudges. Grudges against my sister, grudges against Ace, grudges against myself.

I could understand the reason I blamed Tess and myself, for being so naive. But Ace, he didn't deserve my hatred. He'd never promised to take care of my heart that I'd blamed him to break it. But the heart couldn't see anything other than its ache. And it knew, it'd to hurt others if it wanted to prevent another ache.

After talking to Tess last night, I decided to give us another chance. Maybe it was time to let go. I couldn't just hold over something that happened years ago.

And maybe, it wasn't all I thought it was. Last night's conversation flashed in my mind.

"Did you love him?"

"No."

"Then why did you do it? Why did you do it even after knowing that you'd be hurting me by doing that?" I asked, my voice was desperate.

A look of sorrow had covered her features. "I didn't want to hurt you, Em. I'd never hurt my little sister like that, no matter how much we were different from each other."

"Then why?"

She casted me a look of apology. "I'm sorry, Em. I can't tell you why. But you will know, soon."

She didn't explain anything after that, just told me to think over her request and left, leaving me alone and confused.

What was she hiding? I didn't know.

"So you decided to forgive her?" asked Casie, raising a brow.

I shrugged, twirling the fork into my spaghetti.

"I'm happy that you're solving your problems with your sister, Em. Life is too short to hold grudges forever. I agree with your Dad." Beth smiled.

Casie scoffed. "These things only sounds good in your stupid books. They're not that brilliant in real life. Once a bitch, always a bitch."

"Casie!" I sent her a look of reprimand, causing her to roll her eyes and taking a sip from her smoothie.

"I wouldn't forgive my sister if she'd done something like that to me. Thank God, I don't have one!" she remarked.

Beth scowled at her. "Don't listen to her, Em! You do whatever your heart says." She wiggled in her seat. "Uh, now that you forgave Tess, will you consider doing the same to Achi…"

"I don't want to talk about him right now, Beth. Let me just enjoy my dinner right now with you guys, will you?" There was nothing to forgive Ace in the first place, but trying to get my relationship good with him meant sacrificing my heart again. And I knew better. Just some days more, and then I will be gone. Far away from him.

"Well, I see your wish didn't get granted at all," Casie commented, looking at her right.

"What're you talking about?" My eyes widened when I followed her gaze to the furthest corner of the diner.

Followed a gasp from Beth. "What's he doing here?"

Three suited men and a woman in her twenty something sat around the table. She sat right beside him, too close to just be a business associate. With fiery red hair, porcelain skin and soft features, she was gorgeous.

At something one of those men said, she laughed delicately placing a hand on his shoulder. And he too reciprocated with a soft smile he only displayed on rare occasions.

A pang felt in my chest, my eyes set on her hand on his shoulder. Turning around, I gulped the lump down my throat.

"Oohoo, I thought he didn't have any barbies in his life." Casie whistled.

"Casie!" Beth hissed, throwing me a concerned glance.

Casie straightened. "I'm sorry, Em. I didn't mean to… we can leave if you want."

I waved my hand in dismissal. "No need. I don't care if he is here or not, or whom he brought here. We're here to enjoy our dinner, and we will just do that." I cast another glance back at them. She was now whispering something in his ear; the grip on my fork tightened.

"You sure?" Beth whispered.

I nodded, putting a spoonful of spaghetti in my mouth, not wanting to give them any attention. But it was difficult when her high-pitched laughter burned my ears.

Beth and Casie sent daggers at them with their hostile looks.

"Look at him! Getting so comfortable with that leech, and here I thought his sending you messages and flowers meant something."

"Will you shut up, Cass?" Beth glared and then looked at me. "She could be just a friend. And after what he did and said at the race track, it proves that he likes you. I don't think he is that shallow that he'd try to pursue one and roam around with another."

"I don't think so, look at them. They look too cosy to be just friends," remarked Casie.

Another pang made me grit my teeth. "I don't care if they're friends or not. Why should I anyway? It's not that I'm his girlfriend or something. And whatever he did yesterday, it didn't mean anything. So let's just forget about it."

My fork kept playing with the food, I seemed to lose my appetite. Even if I didn't want to, my eyes went back to them.

Her arm was now linked with him and his hand patting hers. And my treacherous eyes stung, heart squeezed with something.

Thunder cracked outside, announcing the upcoming downfall.

I didn't look away when his eyes met mine. Surprise flashed into them, and then something else that I couldn't decipher. Seeing his lack of attention, she followed his gaze. Her eyes widened slightly as she untangled herself from him once she noticed the direction of my stare. But he remained as comfortable as he was. As if he didn't care.

And why would he? It's not that he really did care for you or he'd any soft corner for you anyway.

All of a sudden, I felt suffocated.

Turning away, I stood up abruptly, grabbing my purse. Casie and Beth went to follow me but I stopped them.

"You guys finish your dinner. I'm done." When they went to protest, I shook my head. "Don't. I will see you guys later. Bye."

A storm was building in my chest, wanting to release. My fingers clutched my purse in a vice grip. My jaw tight, holding the emotions that were threatening to surface.

I needed to go away. I needed air.

Just as I stepped out of the exit, a shoulder bumped into mine.

"Em? What a pleasant… are you alright?" Caleb held my shoulder, his face morphed into concern. The flash of lightning fell onto us.

Without giving him an answer, I moved away and walked into the open air.

"Wait, where're you going? It's raining!" he called out behind me, but I didn't pay him any heed.

Drops of rain slapped against my face along the gust of cold wind. Goosebumps rose across my arms as the water drops pricked my skin. But it didn't stop me, this storm was nothing before my inner one.

The rage that boiled inside me, it didn't make any sense. But it did bother me. It did bother me to see him with that girl even if I didn't have any right over him.

It hurt. It hurt like a bitch! And that's what frustrated me. I didn't want to feel, but I couldn't help it.

My car wasn't parked where I left it. The valet must've parked it in the parking lot. So ignoring the rain and howling wind, I strode towards the parking lot.

What would it take for me to get over him? What'd it take for my heart to heal the wound that I'd given myself?

The tear that slipped from my eye, the pouring rain washed it away. I hope it could take away the ache also.

All of a sudden, a flash of blinding light fell onto my eyes, causing me to cover them with my hands. A shout of my name came with a screech of tires as a pair of strong arms moved me away from the way.

The driver yelled out some curses driving away when my gaze remained in no particular direction with my heart pounding in my chest.

"What the hell is wrong with you! Where was your attention? You could've just died, God damn it!" His shaking my shoulders got me out of my shock. Stormy grey eyes blazed with fire under the cold raindrops.

He was done with his lady love that he came after me?

"So what?" I snapped, pushing him away. "It's not that you'd care if I died! Go enjoy your dinner with your girlfriend!"

His jaw clenched, grabbing my arm. "She's not my girlfriend. And don't you dare talk about…"

"I don't care! Leave me alone! And DO NOT touch me again, I'm warning you!" I je**ed my hand from his grasp and turned to my car.

A gasp left my lips as my chest collided against his, his one arm tight around my waist and another on my nape. "I WON'T leave you alone, get that into your beautiful head. And about touching you," he leaned in, his nose brushing mine, "no one can stop me from touching you. Not even you, Rosebud. Because, you're mine to touch."

His forehead pressed against mine, stormy grey clashing with my turquoise, strong arms clutched me to them in a possessive grip.

My breath hitched at my throat, heart racing. Even under the heavy cold rainfall, my blood streamed hot in my veins. My breathing came out ragged as he pulled me more close if possible, one hand cupping my cheek.

Raindrops rolled down his head to the thick lashes of his eyes as they gazed at my lips with unmistakable dark desire. My own lips parted at the heat of his body against mine. My insides burned for something.

"Mine. Just mine," he rasped, placing his hot mouth at the corner of my lips. My eyelids threatened to shut, drunk in his intoxicating warmth.

My heart whispered his name.

Lingering his mouth on there for a moment, when his lips went to meet mine… a honk of a car jolted me out of my trance. As soon as I got back to my senses, I pushed him away.

Surprise and something close to disappointment flashed across his hard features. His hand shot up to reach me again, but he stopped himself from doing so. Closing his eyes for a second, he opened them again. This time they held calm and composure.

"Emerald, I…"

Shaking my head, I turned around and ran to my car. Fumbling with the keys with trembling hands, I somehow managed to get in and drove away. His silent yet rigid form grew distance in the rearview as I went far and far away until he vanished out of the sight.

Slamming on the brakes, I stopped at a corner. My grip around the wheels tightened as a sob left my mouth. I let the tears free, placing my head against the seat.

The pounding of my heart still didn't die down.

How could I let it happen? How could I let him so close to me? Even after everything, how could I let myself sway? How?

*You're mine to touch! Mine. Just mine. *

His words rang in my head.

I shook my head. No! No, no! I can't let it happen. I can't let myself get hurt again. I can't let him do this to me, again! I won't be able to live through another heartbreak.

My phone blared in my purse.

Wiping my cheeks, I fished my phone out.

Tess.

"Hey, Em! Sorry if I'm disturbing you. Dad told me you're with your friends," she said from the other side.

I've to do something.

"Em? Emerald, you listening?"

I blinked. "Yeah, tell me."

"Alright, so I called to tell you that we're having a family dinner at Caleb's place tomorrow night. It'd be a great chance to get our families together again. His uncle is also coming. So I'd be really happy if you join," she explained. "You will come, right?" Her voice was full of hope.

Silence.

"Em? You will join us, won't you?"

"I'm sorry, Tess. I can't."

"But…"

I cut the call and dialed Warner's number. After two rings, he picked up.

"Hello?"

"Book two tickets and pack your bags."

"What? Now? But why?"

"We're leaving. Tonight."

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06/09/2025

✨🌸 Ace's game 🌸✨

✨ Chapter Five:Always the winner✨

"W-what're you doing here?" I couldn't even ask without stuttering.

Stormy grey eyes roamed over my features, briefly glancing at my lips. They watched me as if they had waited too long…

I gave myself an inner shake. I was assuming things that weren't possible.

"Well?" Voice firm this time.

How did he even enter the ladies washroom area? Oh yes, I forgot that he owned this whole damn thing.

"Came to see if you're okay," he said, deep Greek accent strong. Was he- mad?

"How many times do I've to tell you that you don't need to be concerned about me? It's not your job to care for me."

"Someone has to if that so-called friend of yours can't even take a stand for you like a loser he is!" he mocked, gaze hard.

Friend?

So he knew what happened outside?

My eyes narrowed. "Excuse me? Don't you think you're crossing your limits here? You don't have a say in how my boyfriend is or not!"

A muscle of his jaw ticked. "I'm just stating the truth. Only a loser leaves their friend alone after she just got targeted by some drunkards!"

"He didn't leave me. He- he just went to take a phone call," I defended. "And I'm his girlfriend, not just a friend."

His eyes flashed, nostrils flaring as he cocked his head. "Not for long."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

He stepped closer, making me stumble back. And then another until my back hit the wall, his towering figure blocking my escape.

"W-what are you doing? Step away." The intense gaze of his had my heart skip. His intoxicating cologne filled my lungs. He needed to create some distance between us. It was too much.

Placing his hands at the both sides of my face, he leaned in; my heart thudded inside my chest. "I meant, you will NOT be his girlfriend for long." Determination latched into his eyes.

"How do you know that?" I whispered. His close proximity was doing something to me.

When he brushed my cheek with his knuckles gently, a treacherous shaky breath left my lips. And then the bruise of his knuckles caught my eye. As I was about to ask him of his injury, my breath hitched at my throat when the pad of his thumb traced my bottom lip.

"You won't be, because," leaning in, he whispered in my ear, hot breath tickled my skin, "you already belong to someone else."

What?

My thoughts were everywhere, I couldn't think straight.

To be able to comprehend his words, I pushed him away, building some distance.

"D-don't come that near me ever again! And what do you mean by I already belong to someone else? Whom are you talking about?"

He stayed quiet. The look in his gaze sent a shiver down my spine. I gulped.

No, no! It's not what I was thinking. I must've misunderstood his eyes. After all assuming wrong probabilities had ruined my entire childhood once. I wouldn't make the same mistake again.

"You will know, soon."

Again incomplete answer!

I went to open my mouth to say something but the pompous cheering and loud announcement cut me off. The race was finished, and the winner's name could be heard from the gallery outside.

I

looked at him. "Looks like the tile 'loser' suits you more now." My lips curved up at the winner's name while he remained monotonous. "My condolences on your loss. Poor Jordan and the Jockey, they tried hard, you know? Sometimes fate just doesn't support you everywhere."

"Em, you're done?" Warner asked, appearing at the exit. Putting his phone in his pocket, when his eyes landed on Ace, confusion flashed over his face. But then he smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Valencian."

And Mr. Valencian stood still as a stone. His gaze on Warner was unreadable.

Jerk!

"Yeah, let's go!" I linked my arm with Warner's. Stormy eyes followed my moves. "Better luck next time," saying that, I turned to go, pulling Warner along.

I didn't know why I did that, but when I glanced back at him, something flipped in my tummy.

An almost non-visible smirk tugged at the side of his mouth. It whispered a secret I couldn't unfold.

"What was he doing there?" Warner asked once we were outside.

I shrugged. "Nothing. You tell me, how do you know him? Even at that party, it seemed like you knew him even before anyone introduced you two."

He laughed as if it was the silliest question someone has ever asked him. "Who doesn't know Achilles Valencian?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Is there any problem between you guys?"

"Why do you ask?"

A shoulder of his lifted. "I don't know, but… whenever you're with him or hear about him, you always get tense."

I tried my best not to get tense right now. "Nothing. It's just… we never got along," I lied. And my tone told him not to query more. So he didn't.

When we passed the place where those drunk guys were, I didn't spot them anymore. But I did spot some drops of blood scattered on the ground. Frowning when I looked up, I found some guards dragging those guys away down the stairs to the exit. One of them was holding his bloody nose. He was the one who asked me if I was interested mentioning his money.

Then the bruise on Achilles's knuckles flashed in my mind. A silent gasp left my lips. Did he… did he do that to them?

But why?

When we got back down to our folks, I was still lost in my thoughts. But my sister's gloomy face caught my attention. Of course! The horse she was cheering on lost. But Tobias, on the other side was grinning ear to ear as he poked Tess.

"See, I told you Jordan will lose. Now you owe me a thousand dollars!"

"But you weren't supporting Cage either! So how come I lose the bet?" Tess glared.

"Doesn't matter. The bet was about Jordan's winning or losing. And he lost. So the money is mine!"

Huffing, Tess slumped beside Caleb who shook his head in amusement. "It's all Ace's fault! Why didn't he tell me that this time he was betting on Cage instead of Jordan? It's not fair!"

My eyes widened. He betted on Cage? Not Jordan? But I thought…

My eyes met Caleb. He flashed me a sheepish grin. "Even I didn't know. But what I said turned out true, right?"

That he never loses.

Now I understood the meaning of his smirk back there. And here I was thinking that he lost, calling him a loser on his face. God! He must've laughed at me in his head for my lack of knowledge.

I glanced at the VIP section. He was in his previous place, the dark sunglasses were back. People were surrounding him, must be congratulating, but his form was angled to us telling me his gaze's direction.

My eyes were set on his as I pulled Warner closer, hugging his arm. The tightness of his sharp shadowed jaw made my doubt clear. He was indeed looking at me.

But about my sudden act, and his reaction… I shut down my brain before some realization sets in my mind I couldn't handle.

"The race is over now. So why don't we go and eat somewhere? I'm hungry," I said, not wanting to stay there anymore.

Nodding, Caleb stood up and pulled a grumbling Tess along with him. "Em is right, even I'm famished. Let's go honey, let's get you some cold drink so that you can cool down a little."

When we exited through the gate, this time I didn't dare to look back. Though I did feel the burning gaze lingering on me all the way until we were finally out of the sight.

After a whole day of roaming around the city, the day was finally over. Though I did enjoy with Tobias, Caleb and Warner, the awkwardness of my sister's presence always hindered my pleasantry.

Because whenever I see her face, I can't help but remember that night…

I closed my eyes, shutting the door of those memories.

"You okay?" Warner asked.

We just stopped outside my house after a long walk. I decided to take a walk instead of Tobis's lift thinking it might help me to clear my mind. But it didn't. The heady scent of his still lingered at the back of my mind, that deep yet husky voice still murmured in my ear.

My free hand balled into a fist.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

Smiling, he cupped my face. "I can understand, you'd a long day today." Brown orbs shone with adoration and love as they flickered to my lips. "You know, I'm happy that I came here with you. I'd miss this amazing day if I hadn't."

I stopped breathing when his lips met mine. Closing my eyes I waited for something, anything. But I felt nothing. Just a mingling of fleshes, that's all. A burn felt behind my closed eyelids.

Even a kiss from a guy whom I called my boyfriend couldn't spark even a little of the sensation I feel with just his eyes on me.

Something built up in my chest. Frustration, guilt, and an overwhelming emotion I didn't want to give a name to.

As his tongue parted my lips, I pulled away.

Hurt flashed across his eyes.

"I- I'm so sorry, Warner. I'm really tired right now. Can we go inside?"

Even if he was hurt, he covered it with a smile. And I couldn't feel more terrible. "It's alright, Em. I understand. Let's go in and freshen up." With that, he turned around. And I just watched him walking away in silence.

Soft breeze touched my skin as I watched the dark clouds cover the light of the full moon. The stars weren't awake tonight. The bare night offered nothing but the sounds of crickets.

They used to soothe my mind other times, but not tonight. They couldn't tame the storm raging in my chest.

A stab of guilt again hit me as I remembered Warner's face this evening when I rejected him, again. This wasn't the first time I turned him down on being intimate with him. Not only him, in those past years whoever I'd dated, I'd not gone anywhere past the kiss.

I just couldn't.

And no guy would want to do anything with a girl who couldn't even let them kiss her properly let alone getting physical. But Warner wasn't one of them. He respected my wishes and kept his distance. The most he touched me intimately was kiss me. Other than that, I couldn't give him anything. And he never complained even though I felt his desire to take our relationship to a next level.

But tonight, I couldn't even give him a kiss.

A tear slipped down my cheek.

I swear, I tried. I tried my best to get out of my barrier, but I failed. The more I tried the more I felt disgusted with myself. The more I felt my insides dying. Even if I had closed a chapter of my life in my mind, those strings never left me.

The feeling of doing something wrong never left me alone. And I did wrong to myself by forcing myself to feel something for those men I dated. But I couldn't make my heart beat for someone else like it did for him.

So I stopped trying.

When Warner had asked me out, he knew of my condition. Though he didn't know what happened in my past. But he knew of my broken heart. I told him I might never be able to love him back, but he said he wanted to give it a try. I didn't want to hurt him in the process, but his persistence gave me hope. That maybe, I could feel love again.

But I didn't.

Though he wanted a relationship between us, I agreed for my own selfishness. And I hurt the man who was always there for me when no one was in the process.

And all of this because of my stupid heart. It just doesn't know to react to anyone other than only one person.

I gritted my teeth at the clench of my heart. Another tear fell free.

I wish, I knew how to stop…

I wiped my eyes sensing a movement behind me on the rooftop. Her sandalwood perfume reached me even before she sat beside me.

We stayed silent for some moments before she finally spoke. "You're still mad at me for that night, aren't you?" Her gaze remained high in the sky, as the clouds slowly freed the moon.

"I can't be mad at anyone when I was the foolish one," I said, still not turning to her.

I saw her looking at me from the corner of my eyes.

"You weren't foolish, Em. You were just a young girl in love with someone at a wrong place and time."

I let out a dry laugh. "Funny, you were the one who made me realize my foolishness."

I still remember that day when I confronted her about it, and how she laughed it off on my face making me remember how naive I was to even think a boy like Ace would want me instead of someone like her.

A soft sigh left her. "I'm sorry, Em. I know I'd behaved with you like a bitch that night, instead of like a sister. But, trust me, I never wished anything bad for you."

After a moment of silence, she spoke softly.

"Because of misunderstandings and childishness, we've lost a lot of years, Em. I- I missed my sister in these years. Even if you visited sometimes, you were so distant that I couldn't reach out to you. And honestly, I never found that much courage." The tremble of her voice made me glance at her. Blue eyes glistened under the moon. "I want the relationship we'd had before, Em. I want my sister back. Especially when the most important day of my life is coming. Can't we just forget the past and start over? A new beginning?"

"Why did you do it?" I knew it wasn't the right time to ask her this when she was talking of a fresh start. But I'd to know. It might be a teenage girl's breaking heart over a crush for her, but it was much much more than that for me.

"I know you hate me for that. But trust me, Em, I never wanted anything bad for you. I'd always wished for your well-being."

"Can you answer my one question?" I'd to know why she did it. Why she broke my heart after knowing everything.

She seemed hesitant, but then nodded her head.

"Did you love him?"

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05/09/2025

✨🌸 Ace's game 🌸✨

✨ Chapter Four: Devils return✨

I cleared my throat, catching everyone's attention around the table. The noise of their cutleries and spoons stopped along.

I knew what I was about to say would upset them. But it had to be done. So taking a deep breath, I said, "I'm leaving for NY this Friday."

Silence. The shock on Tobias' face and sadness that formed over my parents' were clear.

"But we thought as your college is finished now, you'd stay with us again from now on." Dad's forehead creased. Mom agreed with him.

"No Dad. I'm not a kid anymore. I can't just crash here just because my college is over. It's time to build my career. So I've to go back," I clarified.

"But what's wrong with California? You could easily get any job here," Mom argued. "If you want your privacy, honey, then it's alright. But if you look for a job here, at least you can stay close to us." Her voice broke.

"Why don't you help Tobias in our own company?" Dad suggested, and my brother bobbed his head eagerly.

"Yes, in that you won't have to work under anyone. You'll have a free will in your own company. You don't need to leave, Em."

"Dad, Tobias, how many times do I have to tell you that I want to do something on my own? I want to prove myself that I can stand on my feet without anyone's support. I'm extremely grateful to have you guys care for me. But- I can't work in our company. Maybe in the future, but not now."

What I said was true. I wanted to do something on my own ability. But it wasn't the main reason for me to leave right now.

"Alright, if you want to work somewhere else, it's fine by us. But you don't have to go that far from us, honey. You could look out for jobs staying here, near us," said Mom.

Guilt washed over me for hurting her like that. But if I stayed here, I wouldn't be able to take care of my heart.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Staying all these years over there, my plans are revolving all around NY. And I'd have reconsidered my plans if I already wasn't called for interviews next week."

I'd two interviews from two prestigious textile companies in NY. And I couldn't miss them even if I wanted.

"And these companies who called me for interviews, they've been my dream places to work at. So, I've to leave this Friday. I'm sorry."

Dad sighed and placed a hand on Mom's, comforting her. "If that's what you want, princess. We won't stop you. We're happy if you're. But if by any chance you change your plans, let us know."

I nodded, relieved that he understood. "Thank you, Dad. But don't worry, I will visit time to time to see you guys."

"But what about Tess's engagement? You can't miss that," Tobias stated.

"It's in next month. Nothing to worry, I will figure something out when the time comes," I assured him. But he didn't look pleased at all. Honestly, I didn't want to go away from them again. But I didn't have any choice.

A knock landed on my door, and Warner poked his head in. "You busy?"

"No really. Just checking some emails," I answered. Placing the laptop on the bed from my lap, I turned to him. "How did your dinner go with your cousin?"

He shrugged. "Good. Just as usual. You tell me, how did your talk go with your family?"

A sigh left my lips. "They weren't happy. But they also know that I'm not gonna budge from my decision."

I glanced outside the window, gazing at the starry night.

"Hey, what is it?" he asked, turning me to him.

I bit my lip, my throat tightening. "Nothing, it's just… it's difficult to go that far from my family. Even if I stayed away for years. But still, I wish I could stay here with them." But for one person, it wasn't possible.

"Hey, look at me." He grasped my hand. "Everything will be alright. Don't be upset. It's just the beginning of your career. Once you get a good grip, maybe in the future you can shift back to this city. And it's not that you won't visit them time to time. And they can also go and see you there. So, don't worry, okay? Everything will turn out good."

Nodding my head, I squeezed his hand. "Thank you for being always there for me."

He smiled and pecked my lips. "Anything for you."

"Where're they?" I asked, adjusting my cap from the scorching sun. People buzzed with excitement around us as they rushed in and out of the auditorium.

"They will be here in no time, don't worry. Let's just go and grab our seats," Tobias said, ushering me and Warner inside.

We were at Castelo Track. The famous place to enjoy horse racing. I didn't know we were coming to this game until my brother called this morning announcing his and Tess's plan. Apparently, Caleb, Tess's fiance didn't get that much time to spend with me and Warner, so Tess thought it'd be great to enjoy a horse race together; a way to catch up with us.

I didn't want to come, but Warner was too excited for me to say no. Even though meeting my sister didn't appeal to me that much, saying no would've been rude to Caleb. So I agreed.

Once we grabbed out pre-booked seats, we waited for the couple to arrive and the race to start. At least thirty or thirty five horses were lined up at the side, far from the auditorium. Their jockeys were preparing themselves and checking their horses to see if everything was alright. Their neighs were covered by the hubbub of the audience.

A smile stretched at the side of my lips. Those horses were beautiful. I'd always wanted to ride one, but didn't get the chance ever.

When Warner brought popcorn and drinks for us, the announcement blared across. The race was about to start in five minutes.

"Where are Tessa and Caleb? They should be here by now." He moved his brown locks away from his forehead.

"There they're!" Tobias exclaimed.

Following his gaze, I saw my sister and her fiance climbing down the stairs. In a yellow sundress and a matching hat, she looked stunning as ever. And Caleb chose to flaunt a white Tee and jeans.

And here I was. In a black tank and leather jacket, paired with worn out shorts and sneakers, I didn't even try to doll up a little.

"Sorry, guys! Got stuck with the traffic," Caleb apologized, greeting Tobias with a side hug. And the same with Warner, but when it came to my turn, he engulfed me in a tight bear hug. "I'm glad that you came, Em. Finally I will get to spend some time with my would be sister-in-law and long lost friend."

I smiled. "It's great to see you again. And don't worry, you're not late. The race is about to start."

"I thought you wouldn't come. But I'm happy to see you here," Tess said, giving me a hug. And I didn't reciprocate.

Tobias and Caleb saw the act, but didn't comment on it.

Once we were all seated, in no time the race began. Every one of the horses were extremely good and competitive. Their Jockeys were guiding them with brilliance. But the teeth and nail race was between two red and black horses. They both were ahead in the race than the others.

I was cheering for the red one, Jordan. Not because the black one, Cage was any less good or beautiful. Because I just happened to love the color, red.

"Yes! Go Jordan, go! You can do it!" Tess yelled out beside me. She was also on my team, for the first time in our life. Where Tobias, Warner were encouraging a different one. And Caleb just watched all of it silently.

"Which one are you betting for?" I almost screamed over the loud cheering.

"None! Because I know who is gonna win," he shouted back, beside Tess.

"Really? Which one?" I ducked away from Tess's elbow. She was leaping with cheerings.

"Jordan. He is a winner," he replied.

"How do you know? It can be a different one this time."

His brown eyes locked with me. "I know because my cousin never loses. And that," he pointed towards the horse that was now slightly ahead of the Cage. Even a white one now was giving them competition, "is Achilles' horse. He always bets on Jordan."

My lips parted in surprise. Ace' horse? That means, he was here?

My nerve pulsed, eyes looking around. He was nowhere in the auditorium. But the owner of the horses, the bettors never sat at the auditorium with ordinary people. Then my gaze lifted up.

And there he was. High in the V.I.P section, shielded by glass, he stood even higher with his proud chest and powerful broad shoulders with hands in pockets. Some other suited people stood behind him, watching the race to unfold. I couldn't see where his eyes were as he wore sunglasses.

His name thoroughly did justice to his personality.

I shook my head and fi**ed my hands. Get to your senses, Em!

I didn't know he was gonna be here. Otherwise I wouldn't have come. Now I didn't like that red horse at all. I'd rather support the white one as it now passed the black one, Cage.

My sister continued to dance. Now I understood why she was on Jordan's side.

"For a moment I thought Cage would surpass Jordan. Damn, he was good," commented Warner, while Tobias munched on Popcorns.

That brat! He definitely knew Ace was gonna present here, but he didn't even think of informing me. Noticing my glare, he raised a brow. To avoid Warner's overhearing, I pointed to his phone.

He is here. And you didn't care to inform me!

He looked up at me, frowning and then went to typing.

Tobias: Who?

Me: Don't be so saint now! I'm talking about Ace.

Tobias: Oh, but I thought you already knew. After all it's a very common thing to attend the race of his own place.

My eyes widened. Wait, what? Castelo Track was his? How come? I thought his every company or property's name started with Valencian.

Me: He owns it? And why Castelo?

Tobias: Yes. And it's his mother's last name.

Oh! I didn't know much about his family other than him and Caleb, whom his family adopted at the age of eleven when his parents passed away in a car crash. And they grew up together since then. I had only visited their home a few times. And most of the time his parents were missing.

When I looked back up, he wasn't there anymore. My eyes then glanced at the track. Cage took the place of Jordan now. Explained why my sister had gone so quiet all of a sudden.

Huh! The great Mr. Valencian couldn't handle his loss and ran away.

Rolling my eyes, I stood up from my seat. The race was almost near the end but my stomach had the other plan. Excusing myself, I climbed up the stairs and headed towards the washroom.

"Look, who is here!" A group of rugged looking guys whistled as I passed them just outside the washroom area. "Fu***ng hell, look at those legs, man!"

I gritted my teeth, glaring daggers at them. But I tried to control myself and not give them any attention.

"What's your name, babydoll? I've two bundles of cash in my pocket right now, interested?" They laughed.

That's it!

As I turned to them, an arm wrapped around my shoulders and turned me around.

"Em, don't pay attention to them. They're dangerous. So just avoid them."

"Avoid them? Did you hear what nonsense they were spitting out? Let me just go and teach them a lesson." I wiggled out of Warner's hold and tried to go back to them but he dragged me away.

They whistled and cracked jokes on us until we were out of the side, outside of the ladies' washroom area.

"Em, please. If you go and say something, it will be worse. They were four and we were just two. So, please, don't make a scene here," he talked logic in my head. "So just go inside and come back down. And enjoy yourself, alright?"

I sighed. Maybe he was right. Nodding my head, I went inside and to take a phone call, he went away. Men weren't allowed inside anyway.

Finishing my business, I washed my hands and brushed my waves with my fingers a little. They went wild with the wind.

Once satisfied with my hair, I grabbed my cap from the counter and exited the washroom. And when I turned...

A yelp left my mouth as a figure towered over me out of nowhere.

I gasped.

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