Semua Bab MAFIA'S ANGEL: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Angelina, please don't do this to me." he said stepping closer."My name is not Angelina, don't call me that." she yelled at him. His persistence was frustrating her. She was losing all the build up confidence in his presence. It reminded her of the old days. The haunting memories made her shudder in fear.He walked towards her and grabbed her, pushing her to his chest. The gasp which escaped her lips didn't go unnoticed by him. "Danzel, please." She breathed out."I'm sorry." he confessed, letting the words out sincerely."It's too late." she said, struggling out of his grip."I love you." He whispered.Her heart clenched at his words. Those words which she was dying to hear had gone untouched to her heart."I don't" she snapped.He felt his heart shattered, his hold on his life and her heart loosened but the tears in her eyes, the fists clenched on his shirt made him smile weakly.----*wink wink*

DANZEL POV:I stood there for a while, thinking about life. I laughed at myself; I really don't have a life. I never had before she came along. And now that she's gone, it is hell. Living life is hell. Those few months after her death, I had completely lost my mind. I let myself drown in her thoughts, in her smile and alcohol helped me a lot. At first, the bar in my mansion was the only place one could find me at any time of the day, but after Yara and Philip decided to keep me away from it, I decided to go to local bars, hell I remember taking membership of the club so they could give me unlimited drinks. I would drink and drink and drink until there was nothing left inside me until the alcohol would fill my grief and pain. Sometimes, I would get up with a massive headache and realize I blacked out inside the club, or sometimes, someone would take me back to the mansion. After a couple of days, I figured it was the guys.My father, Yara, Susan, and everyone tried to make me understan

DANZEL POV:No matter how much my mind wanted to listen to what my father had told me to do, my heart couldn't give up on Angelina. All the way to San Diego, my internal battle didn't help me at all; in fact, it confused me more. I didn't want to spoil the deal because of my own personal confusion. Not that I hadn't paid any attention to my business, well, I did ignore it for the first few months but after a while, I would peep to see in what condition my business was. Creed had done quite a good job in taking care of my business. I was very lucky to have such a good friend like him. Even after Fiona's abduction, he never loved anyone else. I never doubted his honesty or loyalty for me and all of us. Although I would never say that to him, he was the brother I never had."Mr. Parker, do you need anything else?" the air hostess asked me.I was in my private jet flying to San Diego. The meeting was tomorrow so I had enough time to go and have a good sleep before heading to work.I looke

DANZEL POV:It took me a while to reach back to my penthouse. I didn't bring my phone with me so I had to trust my instincts and find my way back from where I had come. The necklace was in my pocket, reminding me of what had happened. The voice and the feel of the girl's body made my thoughts imagine a certain someone who's been gone for a year. It made me feel like an insane person, the only traces of sanity I had was also gone but the necklace which suddenly felt heavy made me want to believe the tiniest hope that wanted to fill my heart. My mind was now questioning about my mental health.Was I mad?Of course, I am mad, picturing and imagining the girl who's already dead.I am gone insane in loving a girl who is no longer alive?Danzel Parker has gone mad.My thoughts did not help me in any way. In fact, they even made me realize what kind of pussy I sound like now!! How insanely romantic of me to run for a girl who I thought was Angelina, who is dead for a year?Yeah, very fucking

DANZEL POV:The jog back to my apartment was quick. My thoughts kept drifting to the girl who is Angelina but is totally in denial. I was confused that whether it was her anger that she was lying or my subconscious was faking. Because no matter how blank her expression was, I could feel her, she can keep laying all she wants but I cannot fall for her trap.She was mine and I was going to win her back, by hook or by crook.I was in my gym, working out a bit when I heard my phone ringing. Huffing out a large puff of air, I walked outside.It was Creed calling."Hello," I said."Danzel" his voice was breathless and panicked which made me straighten up knowing it was bad news."What's wrong?" I inquired."It's Ethan, he ran away.""What?!" I yelled getting up from my bed."I saw him yesterday. He was there but when I went back today morning, he wasn't there. I don't know how but he escaped.""What the fuck do you mean he escaped? I gave you one job to do, in any case, don't fuck let him g