"Ace."

"The fuck do you want?" He grumbles, glaring at me as he pushed my hand off his shoulder.

I squinted my eyes at him, then sit myself down in front of him at his desk, clearing my throat. "Your dead body six feet under." I shrugged my shoulders, smiling up at him.

"Ladies first." He smirks, looking down at me.

"Manwhore."

"Slut."

"Bozo."

"Bitch."

"Small dick."

"No boobs."

"Wanker."

"Unsymmetrical face."

"Fatherless child."

"You can't say much." He shot back, chuckling lowly.

"At least I was loved." I smirked. Sure River.

"Bullshit." Ace takes a cigarette out of his pocket and lights it between his pink lips, inhaling deeply, "What do you want River?" He asks again coldly and exhaled the smoke as it danced in the air.

"Training. When is it?" I stood up from the floor, stretching.

"Tomorrow." He confirms, letting the cigarette hang loosely on his lips as he types on his phone.

I take the cigarette away from his lips and bring it to mine, inhaling it as his  piercing green eyes snapped towards mine full of amusement. I tilted my head back, closing my eyes as I blew the smoke out.

Ace ran his tongue along the corner of his mouth as he smirked at me. "If you wanted to kiss you could've just asked."

"Use Vaseline then I'll consider your offer." I sat down on his couch, propping my feet up on his coffee table.

"You'll consider? Does that mean you want to?" He teases, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No I'll choke on my own vomit if I do." I scoff, rolling my eyes and inhaled another puff.

"Good. Choke and die." He snatches the cigarette from me, earning him a glare as he took another puff.

"Disappear."

"You'll miss me too much if I do." He smirks and crosses his ankle over his knee, splaying an arm against the couch as the cigarette hung loosely between his fingers.

"Just wouldn't though that's the thing." I sighed deeply, thinking of all the possible ways I could kill this bastard. Gun? Basic. Knife? Messy. Bomb? Maybe. Burning him alive? Possibly. Chop of his organs and sell them on the black market? Absolutely.

"I was thinking about selling your organs on the black market after I kill your annoying ass." Aces deep voice snaps me out of my plotting.

"Copycat." I slapped the back of his head, glaring at his ugly face.

"No I'm just smart." He shrugs his shoulders.

"If you're smart then the sky is green." I scoff. Stupid ass.

He lowly chuckles, "You're just jealous that you only have two brain cells."

"Because I constantly listen to your bullshit." I smirk and rest my jaw on my hand.

Ace takes another puff from his cigarette, "Fuck you." He exhales the smoke, turning his head to the side.

"You wish."

"Grant me my wish." He smirks, drumming his fingers against the couch.

"Who do you think I am? The fucking genie?" I glare at him. Literal manwhore.

"Mhm." He licks his lips, eyeing me up and down.

"Stick your 3 inches in some other bitches pussy." I spat out, getting up from my seat.

"8 inches but we'll go with 3." He winks at me, his stupid fucking smirk was still plastered across his lips.

"It'll be 3 if you don't shut your fucking mouth." I grumbled and opened his office door, walking out but his voice stops me in my tracks.

"Or it could be 3 when the other 5 is in your mouth." He called out so I turned around to see him biting his lip, staring at me with darkened eyes.

I shot him a cold glare, "Go fuck yourself Del Rosso." I stuck my middle finger up at him and continued walking as he chuckled from behind me.

I should really kill the fucker with my bare hands.

xXx

We were finally at Ace's warehouse training for the mission this weekend. My men were alerted about the situation by Alea and are already plotting against Ace and his mafia thankfully. Alea said she'll update me on the plan before I go. As far as I know, I already have his account passwords and plans.

I still need that item from the Russians in order for my plan to work.

"Attention," Ace clasped his hands together so I turned my attention to him at that. He was wearing a tightly fitted black t-shirt, showcasing the outline of his abs and they were tucked into some black cargo pants. A silver watch was wrapped around his wrist and rings were wrapped around his fingers. The tattoo and veins along his forearms were prominent due to his shirt as his muscles flexed with each movement he did. "There will be three groups; combat, knives and guns. Theo will be with the guns, River with knives and me with combat. You've already been separated so go to your stations."

Sighing deeply, I turned my attention to the charity case in front of me. "Show me what you've got." I gestured towards the knives on the racks. I rolled my eyes as I watched their God awful attempts at throwing a knife. "Just stop." I grumbled, shaking my head and taking a knife from the rack. "Hold your knife like this," I wrapped my hand firmly around the handle. "Then throw it." I threw the knife, successfully landing it on the target.

Their eyes went wide as they stared at the knife sticking on the target. Sitting down in my seat, I watched them attempt it again, this being more successful thankfully.

Whilst I was playing with the knife in my hands, deep in thought, Ace came and sat his fatass next to me.

"Do you ever just fuck off?" I furrowed my eyebrows and turned my head to look at him.

He smirks, shrugging his shoulders, "Nah."

I scoffed, rolling my eyes and turned my attention back to the group of men throwing knives. Ace took out a knife from his pocket and ran a finger along the blade. "If you can stab me I'll pay you 100k." He said suddenly, handing me the knife as he got up from his seat.

"Easy money." I smirked and took the knife from him, getting up from my seat.

We circled around each other, then I suddenly lunged forward with my knife by Ace was quick to step to the side, dodging the knife. My jaw ticked as I thought of ways I could get this dick. Stomach or chest? Decisions, decisions.

A smirk grazed my lips when an idea popped into my head. Slowly, I licked my bottom lip, maintaining eye contact as I took off my hoodie. His eyes darted down to my tits as he licked his lips so I used that as an opportunity and lunged forward, stabbing his stomach successfully. Dumbass.

He groaned in pain, clutching the part where I stabbed as blood stained his hands. "Good girl." He breathed out with a smirk as he pulled the knife out of his stomach, wincing slightly.

The man just got stabbed and is praising me. Freak.

"I take PayPal." I grinned, sitting back down on the bench.

Ace shook his head, inhaling a deep breath as he lifted his shirt up a bit, exposing the gash on his lower stomach.

"Boss- Oh shit, what happened?" Theo came jogging up to us and his eyes widened as he stared at the gash on Ace's stomach.

"Her." Ace gritted out, jerking his head towards me as I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest. "What did you want?" Ace grumbled, taking his shirt off.

"Someone wanted to spar with you but I don't think it's a good idea now. The guys good." Theo said, running a hand through his brunette hair.

"Me neither." I agreed, nodding my head.

Ace scowled at me and put on his boxing gloves, walking to the ring where the guy was waiting. Stubborn piece of shit. I'm actually concerned that he might pass out from blood loss.

Pfft, you thought.

After Ace got changed into his boxing gear, both men circled around the ring, staring at each other. Everyone crowded around the ring to watch but I stayed back, observing them from behind.

Ace cracked his neck and smirked at the guy, taunting him to land the first hit. Which he did but Ace was quick to move his head to the side, the punch barely passing his face. To piss the guy off, Ace hit him with light punches as the guys jaw clenched in anger.

A fist collided with the guys face, causing his head to twist to the side as he groaned in pain. All playfulness was stripped away from the game as Ace landed two firm punches on the guys stomach, keeping a nonchalant expression. Struggling, the guy landed a punch to Ace's jaw then another to his stomach right where the gash was, causing Ace to wince slightly.

An uppercut was landed on the guys face along with two hard jabs. Ace switched his footing and kept a hand by his jaw, using the other to land a punch to the side of the mans head, knocking him unconscious as everyone cheered him on. 

I hate to admit but this man could fight.

"Damn I was kinda rooting for him." I sighed deeply, staring at the mans unconscious body.

Ace spat out his mouth guard out and took off his gloves, throwing them to the side. After grabbing a water bottle, he poured the liquid down his face, letting the water drip down his abs and chest. Sweat dripped down his defined body and messy hair as he breathed heavily. Some blood dripped from his nose that he wiped off with the back of his hand.

I smirked when he got out of the ring and walked towards me, ruffling his hair with a towel.

"Why couldn't you do that yesterday?" I raised an eyebrow, referring to the boxing match we had.

"I told you. I would hate to ruin such a pretty face." He smirked, towering over me. I shot him a cold glare and pushed passed him.

Stupid flirt.