Chloe Bennett has always kept her head down, living between the pages of library books and the safe predictability of straight A’s. At Crestwood High, reputations are currency and secrets are a second language, but Chloe wants no part of any of it. Especially not the whispers about AJ Sinclair Hernandez, the boy everyone calls a prince of the local mafia, the one teachers fear and students obsess over in equal measure.
To his brothers, he is Sinc, the calm center of a violent legacy. To school, he is Ace, a name spoken like a challenge and a warning. To Chloe, though, he is just a rumor. A rumor she plans to avoid.
Until one rainy weeknight in the school library changes everything.
Waiting alone for a late bus, Chloe stays long after the last student has gone, tucked away between stacks of worn paperbacks and the soft hum of fluorescent lights. When she hears the crash of glass and the sharp scrape of metal at the back door, curiosity pulls her from her safe corner and straight into a world she has only ever heard about in hushed fragments.
She sees them break in.
Ace and his crew slip through the shadows with effortless confidence, a dark, efficient storm of black hoodies and low, dangerous laughter. Chloe knows she is not supposed to see this. When a loose book falls from her arms and hits the floor with a thunderous echo, AJ’s head snaps up.
For the first time, Chloe sees his eyes.
She runs.
He follows.
Cornered in a dim hallway with the security lights buzzing overhead, Chloe comes face to face with the boy who is supposed to be untouchable. AJ should be a monster. Instead, he is terrifyingly human, all sharp cheekbones, inked knuckles, and a calm voice that slides under her skin as he presses a hand to the wall beside her head and demands to know exactly what she saw.
Chloe expects threats. Instead, she gets an offer.
If she keeps quiet, he will make sure nothing touches her. Not from the outside, not from his world, and definitely not from the people at school who have suddenly realized she knows something she should not.
The problem is that AJ already knows her.
He has watched her from afar for years, the quiet girl who sits in the back corner of the cafeteria, forever reading, forever pretending not to hear the cruel jokes and casual dismissals. He knows the way she presses her lips together when she is trying not to cry, the way she sits in the library until closing more often than not, as if school is safer than home. He knows that under all that softness, there is steel.
He has been waiting for an excuse to step into her orbit. The library break in finally gives him one.
The next morning, the entire school is buzzing with rumors, but no one knows the truth. To shut down the speculation and keep Chloe from looking like an easy target for blackmail, AJ makes an announcement in the most public way possible.
He pretends she is his.
One kiss in the hallway. One hand at the small of her back. One lazy, possessive grin. And suddenly, the feared mafia heir is “dating” the quiet library girl.
Chloe is furious. And terrified. And far more tempted than she wants to admit.
A careful truce forms between them. They agree to keep up the lie until the danger passes, until his uncle stops asking questions about “the girl who saw too much”, until the school finds another scandal to obsess over. While the rest of Crestwood High watches with a mix of jealousy and awe, Chloe and AJ navigate a fake relationship that feels all too real.
He walks her to class and slides into the seat beside her like he has every right to be there. He waits outside the library after school, leaning against the lockers with his hands in his pockets, pretending it is no big deal that he is there for her. His brothers, loud and chaotic, start calling her Little C and treating her like she has always been part of their messed up, fiercely loyal family. And when they are alone, when it is just the two of them in the quiet corners of the world, he calls her Colls in a voice that turns her bones to heat.
Their fake dating arrangement quickly tangles into something deeper through a series of escalating “accidents” and close calls. A mix up on a weekend school trip forces them into a single hotel room, with only one bed and no space to pretend they are not both aware of how close they are. A storm knocks out the power at Chloe’s house and AJ insists she stay at his family’s compound for the night, where danger hums through the walls and his brothers tease them mercilessly as they end up sharing a guest room.
Every forced sleepover, every shared blanket, every stolen moment in the back of AJ’s car tightens the invisible thread between them until pretending becomes impossible. The line between protection and obsession blurs. Their kisses go from strategic to hungry, from staged to searing. Every time Chloe whispers “Ace” against his mouth or he murmurs “Colls” into her neck, the world outside their little bubble gets a little quieter.
Yet AJ’s life is not a high school fantasy. It is black SUVs idling outside school gates, backroom deals, and a family business stitched together with blood and loyalty. The more Chloe steps into his world, the more she understands the weight he carries. He is the boy who takes the punches so his brothers do not have to, the heir who doesn’t get to choose whether he wants the crown. Loving him means stepping into danger, and Chloe is not sure she was built for that.
When a rival faction at school decides hurting Chloe is the easiest way to get to AJ, the threats stop being whispered. Vandalized lockers, anonymous messages, a near “accident” in the school parking lot. Each moment forces AJ closer to a choice he has been avoiding: walk away from her or drag her completely into the dark alongside him.
Chloe refuses to be a pawn. If she is going to be with him, it will be on her terms. She demands the full truth about his world, his enemies, and the library break in that started it all. The deeper she digs, the more she learns that AJ was not there that night for money or power alone. He was retrieving something stolen from his family that could destroy them all if it fell into the wrong hands.
Their romance becomes a terrifyingly intimate balancing act between school gossip, mafia politics, and the fragile safety of the people they love. Hallway arguments slide into breathless makeouts behind closed classroom doors. Study sessions turn into tangled limbs on AJ’s bed, textbooks forgotten on the floor. Every time they swear they will keep things simple, the pull between them only grows stronger, fed by shared secrets and stolen nights.
“Chasing Ace” is a slow burn, high heat, high school mafia romance that explores what happens when the girl who has always played safe falls hard for the boy who never had that option. It is about a fake relationship that starts as protection and turns into a lifeline. About two people learning that vulnerability can be more dangerous than any gun, and that sometimes choosing love means standing in front of the very fire you have spent your whole life running from.
As enemies close in and graduation looms, Chloe and AJ must decide whether their love can survive outside the borrowed safety of high school hallways and lies whispered in the dark. Is Ace the boy who saves her, or the storm that destroys everything she knows? Is Chloe the one thing that makes him walk away from the life he was born into, or the leverage his enemies have been waiting for?
In a world where loyalty is everything and trust is lethal, Chloe and AJ will risk it all to hold on to each other. Their story is messy, breathless, and achingly intimate, a collision of danger and desire that proves sometimes the most terrifying thing you can do is simply fall in love.