ACE'S POINT OF VIEW

It took everything in me to prevent myself from acting like an animal and fuck Loren senseless. Gosh she looked so good in that black sleek blouse tucked into the white bodycon skirt, it's such a shame she hides those curves inside that huge white lab cloth.

I thought with one fuck I'd get her out of my system but I want her more than ever. I know it's wrong, she's my brother's wife but she makes my betrayal worth it.

So fucking worth it.

Just thinking of her got me hard as fuck, I pushed the newspaper aside, after all, I'm paying no attention to it.

"Your coffee, sir." I looked up to the flirty waitress, well I'm more focused on boobs that are literarily on my face.

"Well, thank you," I smirked as she smiled seductively, pushing her boobs closer.

Well, I don't mind.

"Do you need anything, sir?" Emphasizing on the sir, I shifted a little bit.

"That would be all."

"Well, if you need anything and I mean anything, call me." She slipped a paper into my pocket before walking away.

Sometimes it's just too easy.

I picked up my coffee took a sip before bringing out the paper from my pocket, I smirked at the boldly written number and name.

"Ashley," I muttered putting a name to the face.

"Always the ladies man." My heart skipped a beat immediately recognizing that voice, I looked up at Zach, I want to say he looks the same but the bags, red eyes, crooked nose, he seems to have aged a lot.

I managed to conjure a fake smile as I stood up giving my old friend a handshake, sitting back with my guards up.

I should be ready for anything.

"You know me, got to give the ladies what they want." I smiled still wandering how a once full of life Zach is looking this bad.

"It been 3- yeah 3years and you haven't changed." My cheeks hurting, why am I even smiling? Why am I acting like everything is alright between us?

It's not.

"I see no reason to." I sipped my coffee.

"True, makes it easy to pack your bags and leave at any time." He glared at me, I saw the anger.

I guess we are done playing nice.

I pushed the coffee aside realizing I'm going to have the conversation that I've been avoiding for the past 3 years.

"You know Ace, tomorrow is going to make it 3 years since my sister.." He stopped bringing his hands up using his fingers to make air quotes.

"Committed suicide." It feels like yesterday when I entered the room blood everywhere, Louisa on the ground, Javier looking at her with so much rage. I have done all I could to forget to guess it keeps coming back.

"Look, Zach.." I was rudely interrupted.

"Your family did a great job in covering the crime, I give it to you guys." I looked at the hurt in his eyes, of course, he's hurt Louisa was his only family.

"You didn't even have the decency to show up for her burial, I thought you guys were friends." His words are taunting but very true.

"She was my best friend." My voice came as a whisper, I don't deserve to have called her my best friend, I fucked her over because of the family have grown to despise over the years.

"She was my sister and I know for a fact she didn't commit suicide and when I can prove it I'll fuck your family over." He stood up, smiling probably realizing he has gotten to me.

"Javier's married again, right? What's that hottie's name, oh Loren." I froze, I couldn't move as Loren's name rolled out of Zach's lips.

"She's nice, meet her a couple of times," Zach smirked, I balled my fist as I glared at him. Loren is not part of this, she shouldn't be.

"It would be a shame if she commits suicide as well, right?" I rose up on hearing that threat.

"I'll have you know, my family doesn't take threats too well." I glared at him.

"Oh Ace, it's not a threat I'll leave it up to the thing that killed Louisa to do it's work again." He smiled as he walked away.

I took a deep breath, almost immediately I heard my phone beep, I picked it up only to see it's a message from Javier.

Speak of the devil.

~~~

I walked into the familiar office, I folded my arms as I watched Javier's guards beat up a man.

Some things never change.

"Are you now going to tell me who stole my money?" Javier glared at the poor man covered in his own blood.

"I swear, I know nothing about the missing money." This gained a punch from Javier, he soon realized I was in the room and retreated.

"How about we try this later." Javier indicated to his guards to leave-taking the man along.

"Still doing business like this?" I walked over to the chair.

"You mean, do I still have a billion dollars in my account? Then that would be a yes." I rolled my eyes at my brother.

"Take a sit, brother." I sat across to him in a very comforting leather chair.

"I'm sure you didn't text me to meet with you just to have a chitchat." I raised my eyebrows at my brother.

"So I opened a hotel in Orlando and I decided you would be the perfect head." I scoffed at my brother's generosity.

"Orlando? Is that how badly you want to get rid of me?"

"I don't know what you are talking about? You said you were looking for a job and now I'm offering." I looked at my lying brother, he soon realized I'm not buying it so he smartly decided to drop the act.

"You can't blame me, you've been MIA for the past three years, now you are staying, having meetings with our old friend Zach." I glared at my brother.

"Are you stalking me?" I'm beyond pissed.

"Don't flatter yourself brother, It's Zach, he's been snooping around a lot." He pushed a glass towards my direction pouring vodka in his glass before passing it over to me. I pushed the glass back, I'm not going to have a drink with him like we are cool.

We are not.

"You can't blame him, you killed his sister, your wife," I yelled at him.

"Ex and she committed suicide." Oh, I almost forgot the lie.

"Hope you ain't saying shit to Zach?" I could see the anger surfacing in his facial features.

"No, my ass is on the line too." I reduced my voice.

"What are you going to do with Zach?" I finally asked after a minute of silence.

"Whatever is necessary." I just couldn't hold my anger anymore.

"What the fuck, Javier. He was our friend." I yelled.

"You must think I'm a bad person but I'm finally getting better, I'm seeing a therapist, I take my pills regularly, my company is growing and I'm married. I can't have my past ruining mistakes for me."

"Two days Javier, in two days it makes it three years Louisa died, the only woman that could love you for the monster you truly are." I stood up looking down at my pathetic brother.

"At the end of the day Ace, we are both monsters." He smirked, I want to say it's not true but it is.

"Look, give me a month and I'll handle Zach." I won't let any of my friends die, not anymore.

"2 weeks max." My brother smirked at me, he's not getting better, he's not.

I'm afraid he's worse.