The Angel and The Fighter

The Angel and The Fighter

By:  Gabi Lavac  Ongoing
Language: English
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The stable days of famous model Angel Backer begin to crumble when Ian Caccini comes back into her life, bringing with him tornadoes of emotions and dark secrets that could jeopardize the young woman's entire vision of the future. However, she will not be able to resist the unrelenting voluptuousness that the brunette makes her feel, even if the consequences of this are crucial. After all, no future would be interesting with the absence of Ian Caccini's wet kisses.

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18 Chapters

FOUR YEARS BEFORE

No, no, no, no.How could I have forgotten today's Spanish exam?How was I able to put my place at the University on the line?How did I let myself be influenced by Chelsea?! Damn, dammit.I knew it had been a bad idea to attend a party at Harley Tombson's house on a Tuesday. If I had only sustained my argument for a few more minutes, Chelsea would have given up dragging me to South Boston just to attend a dumb party at the cottage of the most popular girl in high school.A damn party the day before the Spanish exam!Everything was going downhill!My brain was too busy trying to recover from the alcohol it was subjected to during the evening games to recall the subjects of Mr. Kavisck's classes. My ability to swallow thousands of contents in a single minute had melted along with each of my neurons. It was as if I had been turned to powder thanks to the damn whiskey I swallowed down my throat without even remembering the next day.It was only fifteen minutes before I was forced into
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FOUR YEARS BEFORE

— Great, so we think alike! — he said, looking away from the pen in my hands. — Now stop being a pain in the ass.— As you wish, Prom Queen.After a while in silence, my mind wandering aimlessly, I did not hold back from questioning:— How did you know I was at Harley's house? You weren't there, were you?He stared at me deeply.— Nope. — That's all you said.— And how...Before I could finish, the teacher showed up putting the exam on our desk. When he left, I resumed:— And how do you know I was at the party? And dancing?Ian filled out the form with his black pen without bothering to offer more attention to me.— I live next door.I couldn't stop ungluing my iris from the boy.Ian Caccini was considered the biggest troublemaker in the school, which was odd since he was always alone and silent.From what I've heard, people just took it for granted after Harley Tombson's brother said he saw him fighting with a man near his house over a cigarette. After that, no on
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Chapter 01

FOUR YEARS LATERThe flashes flickered in such rapid motions that my eyes turned into dark, crooked, blurry blurs. With each clicking sound invading my eardrums, the more my brain forced itself to keep the smile exposed and the pupils perfectly focused, without offering pauses to get out of character.— Beautiful! Splendid! Wonderful!My photographer praised endlessly, encouraging me to keep my breath set, my shoulders firm, and my head sticking out.All for the perfect portrait.All to please my boss.All for the company.All for my family.Whenever I thought about giving up, ripping off that pinic, shiny, tacky outfit, I remembered why I'd been doing it. It only took a few words for my conscience to guide me back to reason.— The last one, Angel! — the redhead said. — Smile as if you had fulfilled all your dreams!I did as he asked. I bared all my teeth, narrowed my ribs, pulled my hips, made my eye sockets burn so they could continue to sustain the flash.But for a moment,
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Chapter 02

The traffic light opened and, between daydreams, I didn't see it. I could only see the green flashing when a car behind me honked its horn, making me hit the gas pedal until I got home.I pushed the melancholy thoughts to the bottom. I could not allow myself to lament, repent, or anything else related to my egoism. I made a choice and she was helping me a lot.— Good evening, Greg.I greeted the doorman of the building with a smile on my face and he greeted me with another in the same way.I loved it here.I loved my city. That was a positive side of my job. He allowed me not to go far. I could visit my sister at one time or another and she would come visit me too. Besides, no one would have guessed that Angel Backer lived in the suburbs of town.I was pleased.It was a simple, inexpensive building that supported my peaceful lifestyle. It contained plants at the entrance, some glass windows, and a very friendly doorman who always bid me good morning.I liked the place, even if some
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Chapter 03

That couldn't be true. Had I hallucinated the whole thing? Did that scene really happen? Was Ian Caccini, a ghost, really on my doorstep? And being a son of a bitch of a jerk?I questioned my lucidity for hours. I showered, put on a fresh outfit, brushed my hair and went to prepare a snack still with doubt choking my senses.After a long time of reasoning, I came to a solid conclusion: that mature looking, cold, tired, grown up guy was Ian Caccini. The same kid who confronted me on one of the worst days of my life (my first low grade), the same guy who called me on a date before I disappeared for four years, and the same guy who treated me like a stranger two hours ago.I didn't change as much as he did, and as soon as I slammed my eyes on his face, I knew who it belonged to. I would never forget him. How was he able to forget me?Not that I cared that much, but Ian saw me every Sunday for two years of our lives. Every Monday in Spanish class and almost every damn day in the halls of
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Chapter 04

— Ouch! — I yelled as the wood pressed against my foot.— More than fuck! — a startled look was the expression displayed by Ian. — Why did you put the crap in there?— Son of a bitch! — I exclaimed as the blood on my fingers pulsed.— Fuck, what did you do?!Ian looked worried. He was going to bend down to analyze, but remembered that he only wore a towel.His mouth traced a fine line and, after releasing all the air from his lungs, opened the door more than necessary.— Come in, let me see that.He gave me his hand for me to use as support, and the moment our skins touched, my nakedness so hot in contrast to the coldness of his caused a shock to my spine.I groaned again, only this time it was for the strange sensation and not for the foot drive.— You're crazy! I don't even know why I'm coming in here!I spoke loudly as soon as I sat down on his couch.— Am I crazy? It was you who set foot!— Because you were going to close the shit door in my face!— Again!I yel
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Chapter 05

The weekend passed like a destructive and merciless hurricane.I didn't have time off. I had to be at Diamond for three photo shoots and to help some new models who were in training.Rachel, unfortunately, was at the company monitoring everything and wouldn't even let me go out for lunch.— We don't have a break today to eat. — she said.After that he looked down on my body and mentioned harshly and firmly that it would be for my own good.It felt like punishment for the days I couldn't do jump rehearsals because of my foot. I never wanted to fly on her neck so much as I did in that torturous minute.But I didn't. I didn't even retort. I just remained silent and finished my work as she asked.It wasn't that hard, I was used to it, however, it was completely exhausting to deal with that superficial world. It was exhausting to be part of this superficial world.But it was my job and my life. I just needed to get used to swallowing, affirming, and smiling.— Whoops... Hey... Remembe
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Chapter 06

A familiar voice reached my eardrums along with the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.— Backer?! — My blurry vision prevented me from understanding what her expression was when I saw myself sitting there in the middle of nowhere. I'd probably be confused. — Are you okay?All I could manage was to deny it with my head.— What happened? — his tone changed as he saw the tears come out of my red eyes.I meant. I tried to speak, to scream, but I couldn't.My mouth gasped for oxygen, not bothering to spell words.— Backer, God, what am I supposed to do? What do you need? I'm going to call an ambulance!Ian reached into his pocket, ready to enter the emergency number. I wanted to warn that I wouldn't give it time, but all I did was scratch my throat in desperation, begging her to help me breathe or speak.He put his phone away when he saw that he wouldn't have time for anything.— What do you need? Come here, try to talk to me,— Ian bent down to look at my eyes. — Talk
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Chapter 07

I wake up the next day with scarce energies. It was as if an entire bus was parked on top of me at night. I could barely close my eyes, I couldn't stop thinking for a second about the latest events in my energy life.At least Rachel gave the weekend workers a break, so I had Monday off so I could catch my breath.The sun rose fast, warming the walls of the building. For lack of sleep, I saw him rise through my window and take possession of the darkened sky. When some birds began to sing and the movements of the cars were audible, I got up to make a strong tea.I put the boiling water in the kettle while I was still inside my thick pajamas. At the whistle, I deposited it in a mug along with the chamomile. It was hot, both the tea and the weather and my pajamas. For that reason, as soon as I savored it all, I took a long shower.I could feel sleep coming when my phone rang. I thought about ignoring and dozing off in the tub as drowsiness overwhelmed me, but I wasn't able to. I wrapped m
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Chapter 08

I adjusted the strap of my dress that insisted on falling on my shoulder and moved away from the hallway of my apartment.My stomach growled loudly even though I had a very late lunch. It felt like a black hole was perfectly settled in my stomach.I looked at the time on my wristwatch and saw that it was close to 5 p.m., a little earlier than I had imagined.At least it made sense on an empty stomach. With night coming, hunger was already knocking on the door as well. As I descended the stairs of the building I was already formulating in my mind a suitable snack to savor as I sat on the bench in the square.I thought of potato chips... Hm...Nope. I think a milkshake would be a good idea or a chocolate bar... A pizza? I don't know...The doubt consumed me, but I was already prepared to leave that building and walk to the hill where the neighborhood square was. I went downstairs like a rabbit, and when I arrived at the front desk to get my bag, the doorman wasn't there.— Greg? — I
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