Angelina My head hurts a lot. I tried to open my eyes and take in the surroundings. Where am I? This isn't my place neither Lexis's nor my aunt's. I tried to focus on the last thing I remember and then the images of last night start flashing across my mind. I start sweating.Oh god... am I kidnapped by the same men..?? But I vividly remember a man who was fighting for me. He did save me, didn't he? Could he leave me there with those man-eaters and run. He was too strong than them so possibly he couldn't lose.I needed something to drink. My throat felt dry. I saw that there was a glass of juice kept on the nightstand across the bed. So I took it and drink it in a breath.Damn my throat hurts.I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain in my throat to subside. After I feel a bit better, I open my eyes to take in the room where I have taken comfort. When I look around the room it seemed familiar. Then the realization hits me and I gasp.Oh my god...This is the room which I always dreamt o
Angelina I stood there staring at the walls; my brain was still processing what had happened. I have never let any man enter my personal space till now. Of course, I've had crushed in the past but I remember never being so dumbstruck in front of a guy I just met.I should have slapped him for just walking in while I was naked but my mind and my body betrayed me. Instead of pushing me away, I let him hold me against me. It was like my body liked his touch, his minty breath, and mostly his piercing blue eyes. The way those beautiful pair of eyes stared at me, eyeing me up and down, I felt myself trembling under the intense gaze. My mind started coming up with all the excuses for my inappropriate behavior, maybe it was his looks. Yes, it was only because he was handsome and sexy or maybe it was because I liked his tense, hard muscles, the way his lips were almost there too—Oh god, Angel! Get a grip!! Stupid girl, stupid hormones, I scolded myself.Not soon did I feel my stomach churnin
Angelina“Yes now you belong to me my angel"His words kept ringing in my ears.Tears pricked my eyes as I stared at the bookshelf behind him. My eyes darted towards the room and then I gasped in shock.The room, the closet-"How is this room planned exactly like I wanted it to be?" I asked him, "How is that possible?""I have my ways. "He said shrugging off.My ways? What ways? It wasn't possible to know everything I liked unless my eyes widened at the realization when I joined all the pieces together."It was you, wasn't it? You were stalking me this whole time, right?" I asked him, my heart palpitating under my ribcage.He didn't answer but instead, smirked in response.My anger rose. "You are a sick man, you know that?" I said harshly. "How dare you do this to me! You are a pathetic, obsessive, and ruthless monster. "I yelled at his face.Hearing my words, his eyes darkened. "Shut up!" He shouted and punched the wall in rage. A whimper left my life at his voice. My blood ran cold
AngelinaI blinked open my eyes and stared at the white ceiling. A faint throbbing at the back of my head made me his. I did not move but tried to remember what had happened. I remember Danzel leaving the house and I tried to escape, he came and found me hanging down, and thenOh god, I fell!Crap! Danzel going to kill me!He told me not to leave the room and I tried to run. My heart raced at the thought of him hurting my family for my actions. And if that ever happens, I don't think I'll ever handle that. I glanced at my state and then gasped. I had bruises over my body, my foot was bandaged but it did not hurt when I moved it slightly.I stopped moving completely when the door opened and Danzel walked in. He was busy looking at some papers in his hand so he didn't acknowledge that I was awake. So instead of making my presence known, I took in his appearance. Felt droplets of water dripping from his hair. He had his coffee in one hand and papers in the other. He walked over to the cou
AngelinaMy sleep was disturbed when my phone rang just beneath my pillow which made me jump in my sleep and jolt up on the bed, my heart thumping vigorously in my chest. I glared at the screen and then snapped,"What?""Good morning, sunshine!" Creed's voice rang through the speaker. I groaned in annoyance. God, how can he be so cheerful?"Morning!" I grumbled. "Why did you call?""Well, Danzel called me and said you wanted to go out somewhere.""Did he now?" I asked yawning loudly."Yes, he did. Now get up and get ready because it's ten in the morning.""Okay," I mumbled.I leaned my face on my hands and closed my eyes. Last night, my eyes closed around two in the morning. I kept thinking about him, about our kiss. My fingers went over and grazed my lips, feeling a strange feeling growing inside. He kissed me. The feeling was nothing compared to what Lexi had described to me. It was more than that; it was more intense and deep. My thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of my phon
Angelina -"Thomas".I whispered in shock.What is he doing here? Oh god, what if Danzel sees him here?"Angelina," Thomas breathed out, "Where have you been?""Uh--""Forget it," he said suddenly, "let's get you out of here.""Wait!" I stopped him."What?""He's there outside waiting for me, "I whispered frighteningly."Who?" Thomas asked confusingly."Dan—" I stopped and then spoke, "my kidnapper!"Thomas clenched his fist, probably sensing the terror in my eyes, and then assured me, "He won't catch you. I won't let him, okay?"I nodded.I slowly peeped out of the washroom to see whether Danzel was there nearby. There was no sign of Danzel. Maybe he must be waiting for me in the store.I turned around and nodded at Thomas, "He's not there."As soon as the words left my mouth, Thomas took my hand, pulled me by his side, and walked out. I kept my head down, blood rushing through my system faster than usual. We stopped by the elevator and then stood in between the crowd."Hey, it's oka
Danzel "Fuck!"I cursed loudly and threw the lamp on the wall, shattering it into pieces.I drank the remaining bourbon from the glass and crushed it in my hands, and watched the blood dripping from my hand. The pain multiplied the anger I felt boiling up my senses.She is right, I am a monster. How could I do that thing? How did my own bloody hands hurt my Angelina?"Fuck! Fuck, I am a monster, fucking heartless beast." I repeated her words aloud.I had never hurt any women in my life, never laid hands on any of them but still I hurt the only one who was close to me, who mattered to me.I sat on the couch holding my head in my bleeding hand. As soon as I closed my eyes, her face flashed through my mind, recollecting everything that happened today.I was scared when she didn't come out of the washroom. The thought of her being hurt by any of my enemies made my hands fist. I hurried to the washroom and called her from outside. But when there was no response from the other side, I went
Angelina-I groaned when the sunlight fell on my eyes. I turned my head sideways and then tried to block it by pillow but then, at last, got up.My body ached, my back especially stung like hell. I moved from the bed and stepped on the floor but flinched in pain when my bare foot touched the floor. Limping myself, I walked into the bathroom. When I saw myself in the mirror, I gasped in shock.Oh god! I look like some zombie!My lips were swollen, my neck had bruises all over it and my arm was bandaged.I don't remember bandaging myself; then who was it?I leaned over the counter and then my mind remembered everything that happened. I remember having a dream about Danzel, I think he woke up, and then I insisted him to stay.Oh god, how can I be so sick?It was Danzel who was the one to beat me in the first place and now, I made him comfort me.Jesus! What I am going to do with myself?I had trouble taking shower because every time the water hit the wounds, it would sting like hell. The