Ace's eyes seemed to freeze Diana in place as he gazed at her with an unnerving intensity. The air around him appeared to grow colder, and the girls could sense the anger radiating from his very presence. "Ahhhhhhh!" Diana and the other girls screamed as they were suddenly pushed into the cold water by Ace and Manson.
The room fell into silence, punctuated only by the sound of gritted teeth and muffled sobs. Ace's expression remained cold and unyielding as he looked at each of the girls. "Shh," he said, his voice low and menacing, as he silenced their cries.
When some of the girls tried to make their way out of the pool, Ace's voice stopped them cold. "Go back to where you were," he said, his tone dripping with malice.
The girls shivered, not just from the cold water, but from the fear that radiated from Ace's very presence. "Now, feel how it felt to be helpless," he said, his voice dripping with venom, as he walked over to the side of the pool and took a seat.
The girls remained in the pool, their teeth chattering, their bodies trembling with fear and cold. After what felt like an eternity, Ace spoke again, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "All of you, come out and line up."
The girls quickly scrambled out of the pool, their bodies shaking with fear and cold. They lined up, their eyes fixed on Ace, who watched them with an unnerving intensity.
After a few minutes of silence, Ace spoke again, his voice cold and detached. "Get in the water, one by one." The girls looked at each other in horror, but none of them dared to disobey.
As they slowly made their way back into the pool, Ace's eyes seemed to bore into their souls. He thought of Aria, and how she had been beaten by these girls without anyone to help her. His anger simmered just below the surface, his eyes growing colder with each passing moment.
Manson, who had been watching the scene unfold, turned to look at Ace, and his eyes widened in surprise. He had never seen Ace like this before, so cold and detached.
Ace's eyes swept past the other girls and settled on Diana, who was the leader of the group. "Diana, come here," he said, his voice low and menacing.
Diana quickly got out of the pool, her body shaking with fear and cold. She walked over to Ace, her eyes fixed on his, hoping to find some semblance of mercy. But Ace's expression remained cold and unyielding.
"Follow me," he said, his voice deep and commanding. Diana followed him, her heart pounding in her chest, as they walked out of the room and into a nearby hallway.
Ace stopped in front of a door and turned to face Diana. With a swift and sudden motion, he reached out and grasped Diana's arm, his fingers wrapping tightly around her wrist. He pulled her toward him, and before she could even react, he pushed her into the room.
As Diana stumbled into the room, Ace followed close behind, his eyes never leaving hers. "You know, I've been thinking," he said, his voice cold and detached. "You've been saying that you love me for a long time now. But I have to ask, what makes you think that I would ever love you back?"
Diana's eyes widened in surprise, and she took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest. "Ace, I... I just thought that maybe...," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ace's eyes seemed to bore into her soul, his gaze intense and unnerving. "You thought wrong," he said, his voice cold and detached. "I don't love you, Diana. And even if I did, what you did to Aria would have changed everything."
Diana's eyes filled with tears, and she took another step back, her heart pounding in her chest. "Ace, please...," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper.
But Ace's expression remained cold and unyielding. "You should have thought of that before you decided to beat up my girlfriend," he said, his voice dripping with venom.
As Ace turned to leave, Diana felt a surge of fear mixed with anger. She realized that she had underestimated Ace, and now she was paying the price.
Meanwhile, back in the room where the pool was, Manson was watching the girls with an intensity that made them shiver. "Girls, are you ready for an apology?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
The girls exchanged terrified glances, their eyes wide with fear. They knew they had crossed a line, and now they were going to have to face the consequences.
Manson's eyes seemed to bore into their souls, his gaze intense and unnerving.