Angelica Stranger 소설 & 이야기

Mud streaked across his cheek as he pushed up with his arm, muscles trembling, strength fading too quickly. I tried to reach him. I couldn’t. Alina cried harder, her body trembling against mine. The stranger leaned close to Luca, holding something to his throat—metal catching the faint glimmer of moonlight through the crack in the roof. My vision blurred. I screamed his name. The stranger looked up. And under the dripping shadows of the ruined ceiling, I saw the outline of their face for the first time. Familiar. Too familiar. The air punched out of me. Luca froze beneath them—just for a heartbeat—but enough.

"Someone drugged me last night; he wanted me out of my wits, and they succeeded. Do you see the problem here, Kieran?" "Yes sir?" "The second thing is, I want you to find the angel who saved me last night," I said, knowing fully that I can't picture the lady's face or her name. How would I then find her? "Sir?" he said, bringing me back from my thoughts. "Sir, where do I see the lady?" "I don't know," I said, sounding confused. "Sir, do you have her name or maybe a picture of her?" "Never mind," I finally said. "Just out who tried to poison me. Understood."

Suddenly, she lunged at me like she had gone mad and clawed her fingers at my face. "Just die, Sierra! You're the reason my life is destroyed!" I sidestepped, so she missed her target and crashed heavily onto the floor. The officers rushed over and worked together to pin her flat in the center of the assessment grounds. "Let me go! Dale, save me! Sierra, you toxic bitch! I hope you burn in hell!" she hysterically shrieked and thrashed in desperation. But as a weak omega, she completely lost her strength after struggling for a few seconds and was securely pinned down.

A faint, rustling sound from the adjoining balcony made us both freeze. Draven’s head snapped toward the grand French doors that led out to the snow-covered terrace. His nostrils flared, his sharp Alpha senses instantly cutting through the room’s scent profile. A dark, dangerous scowl twisted his features as a very specific, high-end western perfume drifted through the small seam of the doorway. Angelica. She had wasted no time. Cordelia had promised her the suite neighboring the Alpha’s wing, and my stepsister was already testing the limits of her new boundary, using the shared stone balcony to linger near Draven’s quarters.

Angelica took her cigarette out of her mouth and poured the smoke into Alexia's face. "And who says I'm jobless?" Alexia felt disgusted. "Oh yeah… I almost forgot you're Reggie's secretary. My bad… how's life? How does it feel to be used to take revenge on other people?" Angelica poured more smoke. "How did you find out." Alexia's face was etched with concern. She never thought Angelica of all people would get to know about my secret. "Let's just say… I'm good at uncovering people's secrets."

Slowly Camila opened her eyes to see a satisfied smirk on Alex face. "Thought you said you don't like me?" I teased. "You-" Camila screamed out. "What?" i pouted. " I'll come back for my revenge" Camila threatened Alex before storming out in embarrassment. Calling after her "Thanks for the drugs". "I hate you!" (laughing)..... "Give me your hands" the stranger cried, trying to free the other girl. "I can't move - am stock!" "Try harder!" the stranger screamed in fear.

"Just f*cking tell me, mate." "I don't really know. Not that much time. Why do you even ask? Is everything alright?" "Actually, when I was deeply investigating about the Ace guy you recently told me about, I quickly found out that Angelina and her small family didn't actually live in L.A., or anywhere close for that matter. She abruptly moved there just a few short years ago. I aggressively tried searching about her past life before that, and then I quickly found out that she's originally from London. Born and entirely brought up right there, but anyways, do you know what is incredibly strange at the very end of it?"

Later on that evening, I found myself standing at the roadside as I watched the strange lady step out of her house, staring at some bundles of cash I had dropped at her doorstep. She glanced around the area, and I was sure she wasn't able to sight my presence. To think I would be here doing such, but after receiving more details from the man I hired and a detective whom I told to do some more digging on her details, her name was Angelica. She lived alone and had been the caretaker of some kids who lost their parents to some tragic accident. More like an orphanage, but it seemed it was one sponsored by her with nobody to help out. Taking care of that man was a good idea, at least.

I turn away from the stranger without looking at him, nodding at Ronan and Jaxon to say goodbye. "Calista." Ronan hisses at me but I'm already out of the door and jogging my way home. "You'll get us banished if you continue to behave like a tantruming child." Kendra warns from inside my head. "Did you even feel the authority from that guy back there? Or were you too caught up in being rude to realise he's the Beta? He's probably already told the new Alpha about us already." "And?" I snap, upping my pace so my muscles scream and I don't have to think about what she's saying.

it was the voice from her nightmare. “Who is there?” She called out as she looked around franticly. “Astra!” She called out as she ran back to the cottage, dropping the cocoa. “Astra, I just heard A man call to me!” Angelica said as she ran into the bathroom. “What that is impossible, no one can pass the barrier,” Astra said as she stuck her head from behind the curtain.