chapter 4

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 of. I always wanted my room to be a big one, with a glass ceiling above my bed so that I could sleep under the moonlight. I also wanted a separate wall that will contain a bookshelf so I could read anytime I liked.

I slowly made my way toward the bookshelf to see the books.

Oh god...

Those were the same books that were my favorite. I remember leaving the library membership because I couldn't afford the money for it. I really missed reading those books. But I think the owner of the room had exactly the same taste as mine.

But this is somewhat weird.

How the person could have same type of room which I ever wished for with the same books which I liked a lot.

Strange

Really strange.

It was as if the person had stolen my diary and made the exact replica of the room which I had mentioned in my diary. But now I needed to use the bathroom. So I started looking for the bathroom door. I reached for the first door. Then it was a closet. But it was not any closet. It was...

Oh, Jesus...

The dresses were exactly of my size and the majority of them were which I had tried but didn't take it because of its expensive price. All the dresses, and footwear were me tried any time I had gone with Lexi or my mother for shopping.

This is not happening.

Either I am dead that I am able to see all I ever wanted to have or the owner of this room has stolen my diary.

Creepy

I exited the closet in hurry and searched for the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror I was shocked. My face looked like a messed-up pizza. With a blue eye and swollen lips, there were marks on my neck. I removed my shirt and saw that my ribs were bandaged, my forearm was stitched...And I smelled like shit! So I decided to brush my teeth and clean myself not before making a mental note of thanking the person.

Danzel POV:

I was beyond angry.

We couldn't catch the men. I managed to kill two of them. One of them who was alive killed himself before my men could take hold of him. So I didn't know who had sent them but I was pretty sure that was Ethan. I was pacing across my office with Creed watching me. He kept on staring at me but I was too furious to mind his eyes on me.

"Danzel, my eyes are going to fall off because of me watching you pacing." He said.

I glared at him.

If it was any other of my men, they would have their tongue in their hand the second those words left.

But it was Creed.

He was my best friend. He was more than a family to me. "That bastard Ethan had the nerve to make a move on my girl. He was trying to fucking take what is mine and only mine. I'll fucking kill him!" I yelled.

"Danzel, you are thinking with your dick again. Calm down bro, we don't have any proof that it was Ethan who had sent the men. It must any other rival of ours. Or it may also be just some roadside drunken bastard who tried to molest her." He said.

Again he was right.

I didn't have any proof against him. But it was already decided that whoever had done it would certainly curse their lives when I get hold of them. They decided to touch my girl, my angel.

Angelina.

The way she was lying lifeless and those bastards were kissing her that day made my blood boil. She was in extreme pain.

So I did the first thing that came to my mind, I brought her to my house.

Before I reached my penthouse, our family doctor Peter was already there. He immediately started to check her. The thought of him touching her body made me jealous and angry. But I needed her to be fine. So I made sure that nobody was there in the room except him and me.

She was badly beaten. The thought of her being in pain when those bastards had fucking touched her made me furious. Peter said she is okay other than the beating there was not much internal injury. She just needed to gain consciousness.

She was sleeping for two days.

I was dying to see those dark black eyes, and her smile but she just remained calm in her sleep. Even with her swollen face, she was a site-seeing. I had already designed her room as she always wanted to have. One day she had left her diary in the café. I remember taking it and having gone through every single detail written. She had mentioned the way she wanted her room to be. So I made sure to design the exact replica of it. I have also kept the books that she always wanted to read. I had also filled the closet with all those dresses which she couldn't buy. I remember the way her eyes would light up when she would like a dress but it lasted only for some few moments when it would disappear because of the price. She would try to hide her disappointment for her mother and try the next one.

My angel has a beautiful heart. So I would buy the dress she liked after she left. She'll definitely wear what she likes. After all, my angel gets everything that falls off her tongue.

And I was just waiting for her to come home for months.

There was a knock on my door.

It was one of my maids which I think I had fucked a couple of times with erotic images of Angelina.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Mr. Parker, the girl has gained conscious. She's awake. If you--".

I didn't even wait for her to finish and rushed toward her room.

I was happy.

Angelina had finally got up. I couldn't wait to see those eyes full of surprise when she sees her room. I reached the door and without bothering to knock I opened the door and walked in. The room was empty.

Where is she?

Soon I heard the shower running. Maybe I could wait for her till she comes out. So I sat on the couch and closed my eyes leaning against the frame. My mind could picture Angelina standing in the shower in her naked glory, the water flowing on her body, shamelessly touching every inch of her body where I could run my fingers.

I could just step in the shower and touch her, taste every inch of her body, every muscle, every fold of her body slowly with my tongue. I could just fuck her senseless against the bathroom wall, against the bathtub, on the floor while she screams my name in ecstasy.

But I just can't. I know if I think with my dick, she'll surely hate me to death which is the last thing I want. I could feel my dick straining against my pants.

Oh god...

I needed a full tablet of self-control or else I will lose my angel...

The water stopped.

Soon after Angelina stepped out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around her and went to the closet without noticing my presence.

Christ...

She looks so delicious.

Out of instinct, I went inside the closet behind her...

Angelina

After taking a good hot shower I really felt good. My body feels relaxed. I took a towel and covered myself but the towel reached just my mid-thigh. I went to the closet to wear clothes. Don't forget Angii to say thank you to the girl whose belongings you have used.

I reminded myself.

Just as I was going through the clothes I sensed some presence behind me. I turned around and screamed. There was a guy watching me intently. Soon a hand covered my mouth and pushed me against the closet. I had tightly clutched the only piece of covering and closed my eyes shut.

I am now going to die.

"Open your eyes, angel. Let me see those deep eyes!!" He whispered huskily in my ear.

I shivered and slowly opened my eyes to meet pair of blue eyes. He was the most handsome guy I had ever seen. With bright blue eyes, long eyelashes, and a sharp jawline. He saw me staring at him and his eyes turned darker with lust.

He had one hand across my mouth and one had holding my waist against his body tightly. Our bodies were pressed totally. I could feel every inch of his tight body.

I was sandwiched between his body and the wall. He removed his hand holding my mouth and started stroking my wet hair slowly touching my cheek, and my collarbone.

My breathing increased. My mouth became dry. My lips parted at the closeness of our bodies. His eyes fell upon my parted lips and his eyes turned dark blue with lust.

He leaned closer.

Oh god, he is going to kiss me now.

Shit!! I'm not going to give my first kiss to the guy who just barged in. My train of thoughts was interrupted when his minty breath fell upon my lips.

My legs weaken. I could feel my stomach churning in excitement. My heartbeats started thumping. I wanted to push him but my body was paralyzed. With all my strength I pushed him away. He stumbled backward. His eyes were shocked. Our breaths were coming in pants.

We didn't even kiss and still, we were panting.

"How dare you walk into a naked girl?" I tried to ask in anger but my voice shook.

Great!!

"Well, how can a man control himself when a beautiful, sexy girl walks in naked?" He said smirking.

"So you were watching me the whole time?"

He smiled.

Oh god!! Now I really wish I could get the feel of those lips... "Why am I here? Who saved me?" I asked controlling my wild ideas.

"Of course me!" He said proudly.

"Uh--thanks," I said slightly feeling guilty for shouting at him.

"Get dressed and meet me downstairs." He walked towards me, his eyes were still dark. He came closer until the wall hit my back.

"Because it's really tempting to see you yelling at me wearing nothing but a piece of cloth. And I don't think I will stop this time, Love" He whispered sexily and kissed my earlobe and went.

I still stood there frozen.

My face was flushed.

Damn, how couldn't I control my body when he was around me?

Then I realized that...

My heart is in deep trouble.