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
AngelinaIt has been two weeks since I last saw Danzel. Two weeks since I came to know about Thomas's death. I cried every night. I couldn't accept the fact that he killed my friend. I knew he was a dangerous man but never did I ever think that he will try to do something like this. Even though he's mafia, he shouldn't kill the innocent one. No one has the right to kill them.I lazily got up and went towards the bathroom. My face looked like hell. My eyes were swollen, deep red from crying. So instead of a shower, I took a warm bath. I felt my muscles relaxing when I sat in the tub. After sitting there for what seemed like hours, I got up and dried up. I got ready and went downstairs. I was very hungry. I guess I had eaten 24 hours before. I descended the stairs and stood silently on the last one.Silence greeted me.Where is he? Is he gone already?Nodding to myself, I walked down.Good for me.I went into the kitchen. There was a plate covered and a glass of juice on the table. It al
AngelinaTo be honest, I slept well last night. I didn't have that dream again for which I was relieved. I never was able to sleep after I would have the dream but last night was for the first time I could actually sleep. My mind would always think of those horrible days of my life which I always tried to erase but it was like they'd stuck with me. Maybe it was the assurance Danzel had given me last night that was the reason for me to fall asleep.I brushed my teeth, cleaned myself, and headed downstairs. He promised me last night that he won't go but now I couldn't see any trace of him. He left. I sighed and made my way to the kitchen. As soon as my gaze fell upon the figure standing by the counter, I let out a small scream.It was Danzel.He quickly turned around to look at me."Why the hell are you screaming in the morning?"He asked plating the pasta."Uh-Nothing, "I said shrugging, and went and sat on the chair.He gave me my plate and the juice and said,"Eat."I nodded and dig in
Angelina"What?" I exclaimed in disbelief.Is this guy gone crazy? He practically pulled me out of my bed at 7 in the morning to inform me that we were going out. Where in the world is he taking me at this hour? I know this man can function with probably no sleep but I need it. Sleep is my favorite work to do. I love sleeping. And this man is telling me to get up and get ready within an hour!"Yes, Angelina. We are going out," he said rolling his eyes at me, "please do me a favor and get ready."I was fuming now. How dare he rolls his eyes at me when I am the person who should be irritated? He disturbed my sleep, he told me to get ready and now he is getting irritated."Don't you go rolling your eyes on me, Danzel! You have no right to do it." I glared at him, "And where are you taking me early morning?""Firstly, it's not early in the morning, it's 7, ohh—7:30 am." He said looking at his watch and then continued, "And we are leaving this place." He said, putting his hands in his pock
Angelina "Get up, sleepyhead." I felt Danzel whispering, "We are there."I opened my eyes to look at him. I was still on his lap, my hands were around his torso and my legs curled up.Did I just sleep on his lap, in his arms?Wow."How long did I sleep?" I asked because my mood wasn't okay when I opened my eyes. I got up from his lap and sat on my seat beside him straightening my dress."You took a small nap for 30 minutes or so. Don't worry you can sleep once we take off." He said and got out of the car and walked towards my side opening the door for me."Take off. As in we are traveling by plane?" I asked trying not to be nervous. Instead of getting up from the seat, I scooted behind further in the car.Danzel noticed my actions and narrowed his eyes at me."Yes. Now come on fast." He took my hand.I got up slowly. I haven't traveled by plane till now. We always either used trains or roadways. I had the phobia of heights not much, but the meters between my foot and the ground made
AngelinaI was beyond angry with him. How could he bring me to an altogether new country? How dare he? I know I couldn't return back home to my mother but that doesn't mean that I could go with him anywhere he wishes to be!The city of Rome was unexceptionally beautiful. I kept my gaze outside the window, observing the new city. In the meantime, Danzel was sitting next to me with his tablet reading or doing whatever. Soon we started reaching the outskirts of the city. The driver took a dive on the road which led into the forest. Does he live in the forest?? I thought to myself because we were surrounded by trees. It was sort of a lonely road that had dry leaves on the roadside. It looked a bit scary for me, but I doubted Danzel would scare the evil as well.I chuckled at the thought.After a few minutes, a beautiful house, or I must say a beautiful villa stood there in full glory. Is he so rich that he owns a freaking giant house???The car came to halt. Danzel came and opened the door
Danzel"Is that all Gabriel?" I asked him.It was midnight and I had informed my men to gather in our basement. I needed to take a full account of what happened in my absence. All the others were already instructed to sleep before we finish our work."Uh-No..." Simon said as he shifted in his seat.I immediately sensed some sort of tension. My men never hesitate to do anything, even if it's burning someone alive."Speak, fast," I said in a stern voice."Ethan is planning on something, Danzel." He said.My eyes immediately snapped at his words. Ethan, Fucking Ethan."Agent Sam has told us a few days ago that, Ethan's included in the human trafficking business," Philip informed me.I closed my eyes controlling my anger. That asshole would never change. That fucking piece of shit would always try to do something cheap. But this time it's over the hills. He's about human trafficking. I wouldn't let this happen. I wouldn't let him destroy more lives like he destroyed mine. I wouldn't let t