ANGEL'S POV:
The club was wild.Even wilder than I had realized.It took me awhile to navigate my way from the regular section of gyrating sweaty bodies, cat-callers and drunks, to the reserved VIP area of The Pavilion.Thanks to Nadia and her first-class privileges, we all had VIP passes for the evening. Although Sage had insisted that we stayed down at the regular just cause 'it was more fun.'However, once the heavily built bouncers let me through the threshold that separated the VIP section from the rest of The Pavilion, I inwardly cursed Sage for keeping us away from this city of pure luxury and sin.The whole room was cast in low red lighting, toned down music that vibrated lightly, and high-end architecture that screamed finesse and wealth. My jaw dropped at the type of magnificently dressed people lounged gracefully on couches, reeking of arrogance and an air of superiority.I almost cowered in their presence. Like if I breathed the wrong way, they'd all realize that I didn't belong.Like my target, Mr. Odd Suit Guy, the men in these parts of the club were all clad in expensive suits, each either entertaining the sensual appeal the strippers offered or drowning in liquor.I swear, I caught a glimpse of a man openly having his 'instrument' sucked off generously by one of those strippers.And no one in here batted an eye.I was appalled.However, before I allowed myself get carried off into a world of sex, alcohol and seduction, I reminded myself of the reason I was even here to start with.The dare to kiss a complete stranger.Mr. Odd Suit Guy.I drew in a breath as I squared my shoulders, stilled my shaky fingers and urged my thumping heart to shut up for one darn second.I let my feet direct me toward the path I'd spotted him sitting grandly on his throne that reminded me so much of a bored king, serving out judgement to his poor subjects.That actually cracked me up and I found myself smiling lightly at the idea of it.But it only took seconds of getting to the entrance of the said stranger's location to completely wipe the smile off my face. Same with the measly confidence I'd somewhat built.I came face to face once again with another heavily built bouncer, even more scary looking than the last one. Not to mention the intimidating black gun he was armed with, directed at me the second I came too close."Whoa, whoa! Big guy! I'm one of the strippers. Calm down." I blurted in an instance, surprising even myself.Where the hell did that come from?The bouncer didn't budge, only cocked an irritated brow at me as he probably regarded my odd attire for a stripper. I was clad in a black leather body con that emphasized my ample curves and revealed way too much than I was comfortable with.Which was still way too much covering for a stripper.I put up my hands in defense, subtly drawing closer when I saw that the bouncer was slowly lowering his gun."I know, I know, I'm way overdressed. But it's part of the show. You know, innocent before butt naked? It's a kink thing. Your boss would know." I dared to wink, allowing my fingers to lightly trail down his chest.By now, I was standing right in front of the bouncer and my head hadn't been blown off, which was really more progress than you'd think. Trust me.The hardened man didn't share my humor because he literally tore my fingers away from his body and fixed a murderous glare on me. I shrunk back, half convinced that this was the moment I'd be joining my mom in the grave.My heart drummed painfully.But the bullet was never fired.Instead, he said gruffly in an accented voice, "You wait."The bouncer turned his back on me and disappeared into the curtained entrance of my target's location. Mr. Odd Suit Guy must be ranked quite high on the food chain if he really had a private corner for himself and the scary bouncer on his tail.Fancy and scary.Just my type.Not.The bouncer was back, and I found my heart picking up it's pace at an unhealthy speed once again. I plastered on an extremely cheery smile when I met the fury of his glare again. I was so screwed.Completely finished-"Go in." He stepped aside."W-what?" I gasped, eyes wide."Go in." He gritted out, gun up and directed at me again."Hey, ever heard of being a gentleman?" I glared lightly, rolling my eyes slightly before dreadfully walking into the private corner that openly gave an elevated view of the club.On getting in, the first thing that caught my attention was the teary man on his knees, pleading desperately at the foot of whom I assumed to be Mr. Odd Suit Guy."Plea-please! Please, Sir! It was a mistake! I w-would take it back if I could. Show me mercy. I'd do anything for it! I-I can work for you. I swear, I'd do any-anything. Just...just forgive me!" He cried out, shaking visibly before this man, pale as a ghost.Like he'd seen one.What was going on?Perhaps in another situation, I'd have run to this man's side, eager to ease away whatever his pains were. However, with the 4 body guards rooted at the four corners, armed and vicious, I knew better than to blink the wrong way.Cold and unbothered, a deep chuckle erupted from Mr. Odd Suit Guy, filled with a sinister amusement that drove goosebumps up my skin. It was morbidly inviting, like a predator's call to its prey, yet I knew better than to get lost in its appeal."Forgiveness? Not even the devil can save you from my wrath, Mr. Daniel." His smooth baritone, alluring and sharp-edged, was the perfect mask for calm and collected.However, it brought a cold shiver down my spine. Maybe because of the undertone of danger that lingered behind his every word.I was genuinely scared for the crying man.But not as petrified as I was for myself who was clearly about to kiss him.The pleading man crawled closer to Mr. Odd Suit Guy, his despair and brokenness evident in his eyes and the helplessness in his voice."No, no, no! You're not listening to me! I said I'd do anything! Anything you want! Don't be a monster! Just-just give me a second chance. Please. Please!" He screamed, getting more hysteric by the moment.The man only flicked his wrist, kicking his legs away from the man's desperate grip before two of his guards took hold of the wailing man, roughly dragging him up against his will."No! Get away from me! I-I don't want to die. I don't want to die, you monster! Fuck you, Christian! You're nothing but the devil you speak of. And if I rot in hell, you will too!" The man had gone from crying to maniacal screams, fighting against the restraints and lost in a terror-driven frenzy."All made men must burn in hell, Mr. Daniel. It's a small price to pay."When the deranged man was dragged past me, his red bloodshot eyes met mine, filling me up with fear that grew rapidly from the pit of my stomach. His teary gaze held disgust at my sight."Slut! You must be a fucking a swine if you let that monster fuck you. I'd run if I were you though, cause who knows? You just might be dead by morning." This time, he laughed, a sound that plunged my racing heart to their depths.Dead?What?Even when the guards had successfully hauled the crazy man out of the private corner, I was frozen in place, fingers cold and goosebumps littered on my skin as my gaze left never the place he'd just been dragged through.What the actual fudge did I just witness?"Ti spaventa?"His deep-toned voice, rich in that sexy accent I couldn't quite place, startled me, snapping my focus back to the main reason I was even here.Him.My breath hitched instantaneously the second my gaze locked with his cold gray ones which lazily swept over me, assessing and speculating every inch of my being. They were as intense as they were bored.Unnerving, in fact, and for a brief second, I considered bolting right out that room, never to set eyes again on the intimidating man before me.However...However though, I stood my ground, eyes clouding with confusion as I said my next words."What?""Does he scare you?" His calculative eyes never left mine.Not as much as you do."I...haven't quite decided." Contrary to my pounding heart, my voice was leveled, calm, deceptive."Hmm." If my answer pleased him, he didn't show it. In fact, his expression was the perfect mask of indifference, revealing nothing at all. "You know, I hate liars.""W-what? I swear, if he scared me, I'd be peeing my pants right now. Oh wait, not that I do that regularly. Or at all. Well, except that one time in grade 12 when I failed Calculus. It was a B, but yeah, I did pee my pants cause of..."My voice ceased the moment I realized just where exactly I was, and who exactly I was speaking to. What the hell was that? Rambling about peeing? Oh my god, Sage would mock me for an eternity if she was here.Mr. Odd Suit Guy didn't seem fazed, not even by an inch. Well, except for the brief flicker of amusement that danced through his eyes, heavily contradicting his empty expression."I meant about you being my stripper. For a fact, I never invite strippers. Too clingy. Too sloppy. Too unsatisfying. You're a terrible liar. And I'm concerned that you might be insane too." He drawled out, gaze now hardened with suspicion.Not the good kind.He stared at me like I was a potential threat, which also made the guards in there slowly raise their guns, eyes fixed on my every move.My heart paced again."No, no, no. Well yes, I'm not a stripper. But I'm also not an insane Alien girl trying to abduct your soul. I'm just...Angel." I tried for a sweet smile, one I'd practiced to be flirty.I bet the result wasn't. Maybe I even looked constipated with it."Angel." It sounded delicious on his lips, like an exotic word that deserved to be tasted exclusively by him. "You have exactly sixty seconds to convince me on why I shouldn't have these men bury a bullet into your skull."Fudge.ANGEL'S POV:It's the fact that he said like it was nothing. Like those men had every right to shoot me and no one would even bat an eye. Like he was a god whose every word was law.Nonetheless, I panicked.I found my feet shooting forward, faster than I'd have liked and half-convinced that maybe my life did, in fact, depend on it. Before I could stop myself to think or rehearse or even process what was happening, I was standing readily before him.And for the first time, I had a perfect view of this man.This insanely handsome stranger with power on his fingertips.My heart skipped an excited beat once my gaze fell to his face – breathtaking, reeking of danger and charm, the perfect combination to bring any female to their knees, ready to please.Sharp silver eyes, ignited with a flair of boredom and mischief, pierced through me, almost like he could see beyond the flimsy leather that covered my skin.Like he could possibly see right into my soul, right into the dirtiest parts of me.
ANGEL'S POV:~Sage bear: Wtfff??? You're leaving w him??Naddie: Istg girl, have you been hypnotized?Me: Guys, calm down! I'll keep my location live at all times. And c'mon, don't be prudes now 😉Sage bear: WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BEST FRIEND?Naddie: Carter left the group chat...Me: omg, Nadia. ~The second I typed off those last words on my phone, it was immediately snatched away, drawing my attention back to the man who was currently flipping everything I'd ever known about myself upside down.Just like Sage, I questioned who I was in this moment. And just like Nadia, I knew this decision would forever haunt me.Well, only if Carter finds out – which he won't cause I'll make sure of it."Eyes on me, Angel." He cooed as he softly took hold of my jaw, directing my gaze to his own. God, he was breathtaking. So handsome that I was envious.He was exactly the type of man who I had no business with, yet here I was in his sleek black car, wanting a whole lot more tha
ANGEL'S POV:"Gorgeous, mio caro. I want to taste you."My core throbbed at his words, and on instinct, I attempted to shut my thighs, partly to help release the pressure and partly to hide from him. However, Christian was faster and held my thighs apart, a silent warning in his cold eyes."Don't move an inch, and keep your eyes on me." His tone was stern.I gulped down and nodded dutifully, a delicious shiver running up my spine. Maybe it was the excitement of being unraveled by this man. Or maybe it was the fact that I'd never done this before. Never had myself placed in a position like this with another man.Sure, Carter and I used to make out all the time when he still lived in Las Vegas, but it never felt like this – never this intense, never this wild and dirty.We both had boundaries. Or rather, he did. No sex till marriage was the rule he'd set for us. And maybe some wanton part of me had always wanted it, I just never realized how much till this second.Christian's gaze never
CHRISTIAN'S POV:From the second she'd walked into my space back at the club, Angel captivated me in the most unusual way. In a way most women couldn't.Perhaps in a morbidly amusing fashion, it was how much her presence reminded me a lamb playing games in a Lion's lair, asking to be slaughtered on a whim.Perhaps it was the manner in which that tight leather dress of hers hugged out every ample curve of her body, leaving a hard imprint in my mind on just how ravishing she'd look underneath. The red of her lips. The blue innocence to her eyes. The golden locks that fell in waves down her shoulder.Or maybe, it had to be how easily she reminded me of her. How effortlessly Angel embodied that light I'd once tainted in another. Whatever it was exactly, it called out to my demons in ways I couldn't resist. In ways I knew would be our ruin.Yet, every image my mind conjured were filthy flashes of what she'd look like arched like a whore for me. Of how those full lips would feel wrapped gen
CHRISTIAN'S POV:"Christian." She cried out, her thighs trembling as I relentlessly delved my tongue into her essence, lapping up her juices with every flick, swirl and thrust.I couldn't get enough, not even if I tried.Her fingers tightened in my hair, on the verge of ripping them off their roots, pulling in a move that made me want to turn her over and sink my cock inside her almost immediately.But again, she was a virgin.I needed her as wet and relaxed as possible for my entry. Because nothing could stop me from fucking her tonight. Not even devil himself. I had never been the type of man to place another's pleasure before mine, but for a brief moment, I yearned to make Angel burn with lust.The ice had melted, leaving her entire pussy wet and dripping with both water and her sweet juices, and I stuck my tongue in her opening, pulling her further away from the counter towards my mouth.I groaned gutturally when she began to move urgently against my mouth, releasing one hand fro
ANGEL'S POV:Rule number 1 of a one-night stand; Always wake up first and sprint the hell out. Bonus points if you could do so gracefully without upsetting your bed mate.Or in this case, Christian.At the moment, his muscular arm was tightened around my waist, trapping me successfully in his web of perfectly toned flesh and tight muscles. Light rays peeked out from the corners of the window, grazing over our buck-naked bodies and highlighting the serenity that clouded his face.God, he was disastrously handsome.I sighed softly, finally giving up on my attempts to wiggle myself out of his grip. The man had proven to be immovable, like a freaking boulder or something. A rather sexy boulder who'd ingrained his compelling touch and lazy smiles in my mind.My insides tingled and heat scorched my skin as memories of being railed by Christian once again flipped my thoughts into overdrive. It was all I could see at the back of my mind - his large dick going in and out at a maddening pace
ANGEL'S POV:TWO YEARS LATER"Ma'am, the manager says that if you're going to keep sitting here, you're gonna need to order something..." The waiter glanced down at my table, judgement written all over his face. "...that's not water."My stomach squirmed and I forced out a civilized smile. One that contrasted vividly with the tension swirling within me."Well, I... Can I get a few minutes more? My date is on his way."Was he?Polished and clad in a crispy-clean uniform, I watched the young man's eyes twitch in irritation. However, just like me, he forced out a well-practiced smile."Very well, ma'am. I'll be back to take your order in 30 minutes." With that, he bowed lightly and walked back to an equally polished man standing off at the corner of the restaurant with a firm glare fixated on me.The manager, I suppose.I waved at him sweetly, which of course he didn't respond to, but he did well to shift his attention to attend to the lovely couple that just walked in, plastering an obn
ANGEL’S POV:Somehow, I always knew it’d come to this - the day my father’s insatiable desire to get into trouble would be his ruin. And mine.I wished I could say that getting a distress call like that was a first, but that would be an ugly lie. My father dined with bad luck and had long time made his bed with trouble.He had been arrested. He had been hospitalized. He had been battered and bruised and dragged the length of a football field by debt collectors.Yet, every single week, he found a more creative way of shitting both our lives.He was after all the reason I’d lost my college tuition funds, just to save his ass from getting buried alive by angry men who chewed on debtors like him for breakfast.Yes, that’s what I do. I, Angel Winchester, the miserable savior of her old man. Tirelessly. Repeatedly. Annoyingly. Even the best of saints would be fed up at this point, yet I couldn’t afford to because he was all I had left.If I lost him…My heart plunged to their depths just at