chapter 33

Chapter 33

Danzel

I stared at her sleeping form. She had her arms around me clutching me tightly, too afraid to let me go. She is so innocent for this dirty world. My grip on her waist tightened at the thought of what she has been through. How can someone hurt her? My little angel was hurt. She looks so perfect in masking her emotions. I was aware that she had a rough past, but this, so bad? I was seconds away from losing my anger at that moment. But the sweet angel crying in my arms held me. I sighed as I brushed my fingers through her hair.

Oh, love, what you're doing to me?

I felt my insides tighten at the thought of leaving her. I could never do that. Leaving her is something, I can't afford. She is the first thing I want to think about. She has become my habit, a habit I don't plan on getting rid of. The day I touched her, I tasted her. I swear to god it was f*cking hard to not her take her there, the way she reacts to my touch, the way she squirms and shivers, makes me feel some