chapter 7

Angelina

I 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 then

Oh 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 couch and kept his eyes trained on the stuff in his hands.

Not wanting to gawk at him anymore, I cleared my throat and crocked,

"Hi."

Instantly, his eyes snapped towards me. His eyes flickered with emotions but he quickly covered it and then stared at me. I gulped uncomfortably.

He stared at me, narrowing his eyes, and then suddenly stood up and marched towards me. He stopped at the edge of my bed and bent down until his face was inches away from mine.

"You're really awake," He mumbled much to himself.

"You-, yeah," I said ignoring his breath fanning my face at our proximity.

"I can tell it because your heart is beating faster than a fucking horse." He said smirking.

Damn it!

I avoided looking at him while his gaze kept trained on me. Not wanting to avoid the topic more, I finally decided to speak up.

"I am sorry," I said softly, avoiding his gaze.

"Why?"

"Because I tried to escape, I tried to disrespect you; I tried to go against your word. But please don't hurt my family. I won't do it again." I said almost on the verge of crying.

He sighed, "I forgive you"

"What?" I exclaimed in disbelief, "why?"

"I don't know. But I do. I know that I was being a dick in the beginning but don't worry, I won't hurt your family. This is the last time I'm letting this slide off, but next time you try to do something, you won't be given a chance to explain yourself." He threatened me.

I nodded. He continued to stare at me.

"What!" I asked him in confusion.

"You know, I can't stay mad at you for a long time." His eyes gazed over my face, "Your eyes make me forget everything damn thing." He whispered.

My body froze when he leaned in. He kept one hand on either side of my head and the other grazed my cheek, holding me in place. My heartbeats increased when his face was inches away from me. I could feel his breath on my lips. My hands clenched his shirt tightly, and my eyes fluttered closed.

And then as he was about to touch his lips to mine—

"Hey man, we are—. Fuck! I am sorry. I didn't see you kissing her." Someone exclaimed.

Danzel immediately pulled away from me and stood up straightening his shirt.

"Creed! Don't you know to fucking knock?" Danzel snapped.

"I am sorry man, I thought you were busy staring at her and she was still sleeping. I am sorry though." Creed explained.

Busy staring at her?

"Hi, Angelina. I'm glad you're finally awake." Creed came and sat on the chair next to my bed.

"Hi." I smiled weakly.

"Oh—well, let me introduce myself-I am Creed." He said extending his hand to me, "The one and only man in the world who has to handle this shitty ass right there." He said pointing towards Danzel.

I laughed when Danzel's eyes narrowed and growled at him.

"Hey, Creed." I shook his hand, "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, the pleasure's all mine. But I am grateful that I finally get to see you because this guy had just fucked his as well my brain when you were not awake."

"Oh, I am sorry for that. But exactly what had happened to me?" I asked because I couldn't feel much pain in my body.

"Oh, nothing much. You fell down and sprained your ankle. There were minor injuries that would be healed by the now. The doctor gave you a high dose so you were in and out of consciousness for a week. "He explained.

I nodded at his words.

"If you're done talking, then let's get going," Danzel said getting irritated.

"Yeah, I gotta go, honey."

"Don't you fucking call her that." Danzel spat.

"Chill, man! We are friends, aren't we?" Creed asked me.

"Yeah," I replied, not sure what to answer.

"See!" Creed smirked.

Danzel glared and walked toward him.

"Okay, okay. I am sorry, she's all yours. You are such a possessive brat." Creed said walking out, "And yes, please give him a quick goodbye kiss, Angelina so that we won't be late."

"Out!" Danzel shouted at him.

I heard Creed laugh as he closed the door.

When Creed was gone Danzel gave me the medicine and handed me juice to drink which I took and gulped down.

"I need to go, but don't try that little stunt again, ok?" He watched me.

I nodded.

He bent down and kissed my hair and then walked out. I sat there shocked at his actions. I didn't expect this kind of calmness from him. For some reason, I thought it must be the calmness before the storm but now that he has promised, he won't hurt my family, would he?

No, he won't.

I sighed.

My life's a mess now.

I got up from my bed and headed toward the shower. After relaxing my muscles, I went downstairs to grab something to eat. When I entered the kitchen, I saw a lady around my mother's age cooking food.

"Hey," I said to catch her attention.

She looked at me and smiled widely.

"Thank god, you're up honey, you had worried me." She sighed in relief.

I smiled at her, instantly liking her.

"My name is Yara. I am the maid here since, well, since this house was built." She smiled.

"Hello, I am Angelina."

"I know even though I wasn't there when you arrived but Robert filled me in with all details." she smiled and then motioned me to sit down on the chair, handing me a plate, "Here eat this."

I smiled at her loving nature.

The day went by. Yara was a very loving and caring person by nature. We talked a lot today. She told me that she had a daughter who stayed overseas. Her husband was no more so it was just Yara and her daughter.

It has been a week since I got up. And as days went by, I got more accustomed to the atmosphere. Creed used to visit us every day. He was a fun-loving person and I enjoyed his company. We would crack jokes all the time while Danzel just used to snap at Creed when he used to call me names. I highly doubt that a guy like Creed would kill someone. My life was pretty as it was before but for the last two days, I barely saw Danzel. He was coming home late and kept avoiding me.

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I looked over the clock, 9 pm. Danzel would be return home anytime, I thought. I was a bit restless because he did not call me once, maybe he was just busy killing people. The thought of it made me shiver.

How could he kill someone?

The sight of blood alone would make me sick and he, on the other hand, loved it. I sighed in boredom and stared outside the window. It has been how long since I stepped outside these four walls? I wanted to go somewhere, I needed some air.

Tonight I'll ask Danzel to let me out.

The sound of opening the door made me alert. He was home, early. I could go down and ask him. I peeped through my room and saw that he went straight to the bar and poured himself a glass of wine, gulping it down furiously.

Okay, just go and ask him to let you out, and then you can go sleep. No need to look into his eyes, his body, his lips, his tongue-

I mentally slapped myself.

Gathering some courage, I left my room and made my way towards the bar, and took a seat next to him. He didn't notice me but was staring at the glass in his hand.

"Uh—Danzel?" I called out nervously.

"Hmm." He hummed, his gaze still fixed on the glass.

"I am bored sitting in the house the whole day." I began, "Can you let me out for one day?" I asked and bit my lip anxiously.

"No." He replied immediately.

"Why?" I asked in disappointment.

"Because I know that you'll probably run away if I let you out my site," he said and turned to face me, "And I am not letting that happen."

"No!" I shook my head furiously, "I won't run, I promise! I just want to have some fresh air. I am rotting in this house since the day you kidnapped me." I grumbled, my voice rising a little.

"Don't you use that tone on me, love? I said no! You're not going anywhere." He said getting a bit angry and gulped down the glass of wine.

"You can't tell me what to do. You might be the boss for many people but for me," I was thinking about the words falling out of my lips, "I am not afraid of you. If you won't let me go out. Well then who cares, I am going out whether it pleases you or not." I completed and then snatched the bottle and gulped down half of it. I was in desperate need of some courage if I had to speak up to him. the burning sensation in my throat hurt a little and then I felt the alcohol taking over my senses.

I was about to turn around when he took hold of my wrists and spun me so that I was now standing between his legs.

"Don't do this, Angel." He began talking huskily, "I am already having a hard time resisting you and your feisty nature keeps testing me." He whispered in my ears.

I shivered at the sensation and my throat felt dry. He nibbled my earlobe teasingly and kissed it. I gasped at his actions and my eyes fluttered close.

Shit! That felt good.

He moved his one hand and settled it on my waist, holding me in place and the other held my jaw.

He tilted my head sideways and then pressed his lips to my jaw. I sighed at the feeling and he continued kissing his way down my neck, the alcohol taking control of both of us. When he kissed me just below my ears, I moaned lightly. He smirked under my skin and continued his pleasurable torture until he reached the corner of my mouth. He stopped there for a second, his breaths entering my mouth, and then planted he kissed the corner of my mouth and pulled back.

My eyes were closed, I was breathing heavily. When I opened them, I gazed into his eyes which were full of lust. I was lost in his beautiful blue eyes which were deep with lust. He stared into my eyes and then leaned in pressing kisses over my eyes, nose, cheeks, and chin everywhere across my face but not where I wanted.

"P-please don't kiss me," I whispered clutching his shirt in my hands, not understanding why I said those words.

"w-why?" He asked kissing my cheek, dangerously close to my lips.

"I don't know how to..kiss.I haven't yet-"I forgot what I was saying and moaned as he sucked my sensitive skin.

"well, we have to change the fact then." He said, his lips brushing mine seductively and the next moment his lips touched mine.

Sparks exploded at his touch. His lips were cold due to the wine. They were soft. He kissed me softly, moving them slowly against mine. He nibbled my lips and licked them asking for permission but I kept my lips closed.

Groaning at my stubbornness, suddenly, he brought me closer until there was very little space left between us. His hands traveled from my waist and slowly grabbed my ass, pulling me closer. My nipples brushed against his hard muscles when our chests collided making me gasp at the sudden contact. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. He tasted like mint and wine. I was so lost in his touches that I didn't realize that he was now walking both of us.

Soon I felt something soft against my back. He made me lie on the couch and kissed me. His hands moved across my thighs, his fingers spreading goosebumps over my skin. His lips left mine and started kissing my throat.

I was feeling incredible like my body was on fire. His lips over my skin made me tremble. He sucked the swell of my breasts through my dress and I moaned loudly unable to handle the pleasure. At my sinful response, he brought his left hand up and moved it over my nipples. When he brought his fingers together and slightly pinched them, I gasped and my leg moved, brushing his straining erection.

He groaned against my skin, making my insides tighten.

Oh my god!

Unable to hold more, I took his hair in my hands and brought his mouth to mine, and kissed him.

"Fuck, you taste delicious, angel. I want you now." He said in my mouth.

I moaned in response and held him tightly.

"Tell me to stop, Angelina." He said moving his lips over my jaw, "I don't want you to regret this later."

I was unable to stop him. His touches and his kisses were sending sparks everywhere.

"Please stop me, angel," he whispered, grazing his lips over my collarbone.

"Oh god! Danzel, please." I moaned loudly when he bit there.

I didn't care that he kidnapped me and has me against my wish because now I was lost in his kisses, my body demanded his touch.

Just then his phone started ringing.

But he seemed less cared and continued his sweet torture on my skin.

"D-Danzel, your phone." I breathed out.

"Ignore it." He said and silenced me with his lips.

The ringing of the phone continued. After a few moments, Danzel groaned in frustration and gave me one last kiss before pulling away. I tried to control my breathing while he picked it up.

"What the fuck do you want?" He yelled through the phone.

My cheeks were warm and so was my body. I fixed my top and waited for my breathing to calm down.

Not knowing what to do I stood up from the couch and waited for him to end the call.

"Okay. I'll see it tomorrow." He ended the call and threw the phone on the couch.

He walked towards me and then bent and picked me up and spoke, "Let's get you to your bed."

He carried me to my room, his eyes never leaving mine. He gently laid me down and pulled the covers over me. I kept my eyes on him all the while.

"Goodnight, Angel, "He said and pecked my lips and with that, he left my room.

I touched my lips that were swollen from his kiss. The way he kissed me made me just melt in him. I forgot everything around me because the way his rough big hands softly held me, made me want them to touch every inch of my body.

I closed my eyes and a pair of blue eyes flashed across my mind.

I very well knew whose it was.

And I knew that tonight, I would surely meet someone in my dreams, someone with blue eyes.