All Chapters of His Broken Angel : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Rose looked at her blood-stained hands. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, but then rolled her eyes in boredom. "Always such a hassle," she muttered irritably. "I told you I hate seeing blood. Why is he so annoying and stubborn?" She stepped over Albert’s battered body, wearing a look of disgust with one eyebrow raised. “I hate seeing all this.”She washed her hands at the sink in a hurry, not wanting to linger there. Her eyes met her reflection in the mirror. She clicked her tongue in annoyance. “I really hate this blonde hair. It makes my pretty face look like a bitch.”She splashed some water to wash away the blood on her forehead and cheeks while continuing to grumble. She’d have to fix her makeup after this. Once everything was clean, she hurried out of the restroom. That scene had completely ruined her mood. Her footsteps echoed in the narrow hallway leading to the club’s back door. There wasn’t a single person there; everyone was still engrossed in the action on the dance flo

"I knew you’d be captivated by her too." Leo’s voice drew Arsen’s attention to the girl. "Who is she?" Arsen asked curiously. "Her name is Rose. She’s every man’s fantasy. But none of those men have ever felt her body," Leo explained, his gaze fixed on Rose. The girl sat at the bar counter, sipping a glass of tequila. Many men tried to approach her, but they immediately backed off in an orderly fashion the moment they were met with a sharp glare from those beautiful eyes. “Stupid men! Don’t they get it? If Rose is wearing all black, that means she’s just had a run-in with someone,” Leo muttered after he’d had his fill of watching Rose. Arsen furrowed his brow, growing even more curious. “What do you mean?” “Where have you been, buddy? She’s already famous among a lot of guys. You know, she’s put a few men in a coma. So don’t get involved with her if you don’t want to end up like them,” Leo replied in a low voice. Arsen furrowed his brow even more. How could a girl that beau

Claire blinked, confused by the man’s words. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—I was just in a hurry to get to the café,” Claire said after snapping out of her bewilderment. She didn’t even know the man standing before her, so why was he acting as if he knew her so well? “Oh, my name isn’t Rose.” The man didn’t answer; instead, he simply walked away from Claire, who remained bewildered where she stood. The sound of her increasingly growling stomach snapped her back to reality, prompting her to hurry toward the café and ignore what had just happened.“Claire, did you just bump into Arsen? I heard people got all worked up when they saw you two acting like you were about to fight,” Josh asked as Claire sat down across from him, carrying a tray of food.“They’re overreacting. I wouldn’t dare fight a burly guy like him,” Claire replied nonchalantly, then dug into the Chicken Bento on her plate. “By the way, who is Arsen? How do you know him? Is he in the Criminal Justice division like us?”“N

They chatted about many things, ranging from their college majors, hobbies, favorite movies, how Arsen had ended up in college late and eventually managed to open his own restaurant, to other trivial matters. Arsen felt that Claire was a pleasant person who could warm his heart. Her demeanor made him realize that not all girls were only concerned with wealth and trying to charm men. Claire acted normally toward him, treating him like a fun friend even though they had only met and gotten to know each other today.But still, Claire’s current change in attitude bothered him a little. It seemed impossible that the Claire from earlier that afternoon could be this relaxed and friendly while talking to him, considering how she had reacted earlier when faced with a long-haired stranger. But he did his best to hold back his curiosity. After all, they’d only just met today. It would feel presumptuous and inappropriate to suddenly demand an explanation from her about her change in attitude. He