Semua Bab MAFIA'S ANGEL: Bab 81 - Bab 90

ANGELINAI stirred in my sleep and opened my eyes. The darkness outside the window indicated that it was still dark, early morning maybe. My eyes moved over to him. Danzel had his arms curled around me and my head was over his arm. Looking up at his sleeping face, I felt my heart beat against my ribcage. Those long eyelashes hid the blue eyes my heart yearned for; those lips which were always set in a thin line were beautiful. Involuntarily, my fingers slowly touched his face. They lingered over his eyes, imagining the blue orbs dreaming of something. How did I end up here? In his arms again? I gazed my eyes at him, indeed Danzel was a handsome man. Beneath his cold stature, he was the most caring person. I had seen him protect his family, and his loved ones.My heart skipped a beat at his confession earlier.I love you, Angelina.There was no hidden plan in his words. They were pure and vulnerable. I kept playing them in my head, slightly enjoying the beats of my heart. Did I love him

Angelina - My mind was still occupied with what Fiona said a few days ago. I kept replaying her words, straining my mind on how complicated her relationship with Ethan was. He was my stepbrother, a man who sold me to my biggest nightmare for money. I didn't know him. I didn't even know he existed. But what I had heard from everyone, was Ethan was a messed up guy. All these days, he was the man who destroyed Danzel's family, who killed the entire future of Danzel.But for Fiona, I couldn't understand. She spoke of someone unknown to me. I saw it in her eyes, she loved him. He hurt her and enjoyed it. The more I thought about it, the more twisted things got. I assumed that I could relate to her situation. She was kidnapped, and I was too. She was beaten, and...I was too. She fell for her own abductor, I did too. But Danzel was good, in his own way, he took care of me. Not once did he try to force himself on me. He was cocky and arrogant, and more of a bastard in the initial days. I reme

ANGELINA -It was quarter to seven and Danzel was still asleep. At first, I thought he must be unwell but then I realized that he was sleeping peacefully. I wondered what was the last time he slept past six; Danzel was a man to woke up at dawn. Slowly, I turned around his arms and faced him. Three years of knowing him and still his beautiful face seemed to freeze me. My slight movement caused him to stir and his arms tightened around my waist and pulled me closer, smashing my naked body into his. A blush crept over my face as the images of last night flashed in front of my eyes. With every passing hour of the silent night, Danzel whispered how much he loved, he showed me his love. All the deep buried desires were reawakened with his touch, and I remember desperately clinging to him. He was gentle at first, and then as we slipped out of our self-control, he ravished me. My fingers traced his eyes and I felt the desire burning inside me.I leaned in and pressed my lips against his closed

ANGELINA -"Come on, Angelina," Danzel called out, "We are going to be late.""Don't you dare start with that!" I said, glaring at him from the mirror as I fixed my hair, "I was ready thirty minutes ago. You jumped on me as soon you saw me."He laughed at my words, "Don't make it sound like that. I know you enjoyed it."I snorted at his words and saw him walking closer. He narrowed his eyes at me playfully and pressed himself. Groaning at his action, I pushed him back."Go back; I won't let you mess up my hair again.""It's not my fault that you look so damn sexy," he whispered huskily, "I am a man with thin patience."I breathed in to control my nerves and looked at him, "Yeah? Well, I tend to have a lot of patience.""What's gotten into you these days?" Danzel said, rubbing his hand up and down my waist, "You are all snappy and everything."With my teeth clenched tightly, I said, "If you don't like me then say it."Danzel looked at me for a second before turning me around. I gasped

ANGELINA -I heard faint murmuring. The pain in my head echoed through the depths of my mind. I wanted to massage my head and squeeze it between my fingers to try and lessen the pain. The scrutinizing agony made me want to crawl somewhere safe, in the warmth I needed.My eyes fluttered open and I blinked them. My face was covered in sweat and my hands, I couldn't move them.Gritting my teeth in pain, I moved my head and looked around. There were many people around me, shuffling and some sitting quietly.I was on a plane. I looked over to my left and saw no one. My mind was dizzy, my entire body felt heavy as I struggled to call the air hostess. I strained my neck and pat the seat next to me to get her attention.She looked over at me and smiled, "How are you feeling, Ms. Jones?"Ms. Jones?No!"I want-" I struggled to say.She leaned in to listen to me but then a hand stopped her. Through my heavy lids, I saw him saying something to her and she watched me with sympathy."So sorry to he