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The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

As if the chair had bitten her, she shot to her feet and pointed at me. “Rachel! You… You’re not dead…” I nodded. “I did die once, but I came back from hell. After all, there are still debts to settle.” I stared at her pale face and smiled brightly, asking, “Didn’t Victor tell you?” I paused before continuing, “In the Medici family, debts are always collected. They’re never left unpaid.” Her body swayed before she collapsed back into the chair, completely drained. “First thing,” I said, my gaze cutting into her like a blade. “Get up. That’s not your seat.”

💋 Author's Naughty Note: This chapter is not for the faint-hearted (or the underage 👀). We've got steamy scenes, filthy mouths, and emotional chaos. If you're not ready to sweat, blush, or clutch your pearls—maybe skip ahead... or don't. 😏 **18+ only. You've been deliciously warned.** Angel's Pov. Soon, the car came to a stop in front of the company building. I thanked them for their services and stepped out. As expected, I was met with a gallery of judgmental stares and murmured whispers. I didn't flinch. I kept my high, spine straight, and walked to the elevator like I couldn't hear a thing—even though I heard everything. I stepped into the elevator and took a deep breath

Her eyes find mine the second I step through the door. And they are not soft. They are blazing. I freeze mid-step, the manic high from the warehouse still buzzing under my skin like live wires. But the moment I see her face, the electricity goes out. I drop to my knees right there in the entryway. "Angel—" "Don't." Her voice is icy. She stands slowly, the blanket falling away. She heads upstairs without another word. I stay on my knees, watching her go. "Fuck," I whisper under my breath the second she disappears up the staircase.

"I do not understand what is happening to me. I am a complete mess. Every time I think about this love—this forbidden, impossible love I feel for her—I am filled with frustration and conflict. I do not want to betray the Father, and I certainly do not want to betray Eron. But I cannot help what I feel. I am completely drowned and overwhelmed by these emotions." "I know you are strong enough to get through this, too," Ajal said firmly. "Just do not give in to despair. And above all… do not ever let yourself be carried away by the rush of your emotions alone." Ajal is a true friend and an exceptional guide. He always helps me see things clearly. He was also the one who told me about the existe

Monique’s face twitched. That man had a meaningful look in his eyes, she knew his question had not been a literal one. What a pervert and a bully… “Daddy, you’re amazing!” Angel praised, and her eyes had been gleaming. Henry looked at Angel, he smiled and said, “Angel is much more sensible.” Monique snorted, “What’s so amazing about it, I can do it too.” “Really?” He raised his brows. “Angels are subject not only to God but also to Christ, who is described as hereafter to return to judgment.” Monique explained.

she stood up straight in the chair at the last part, she was being stubborn and it was adorable. I stood up from my chair and walked over to the other side of the desk, leaning back on it near her, her eyes didn’t leave me for a second, “Every living soul is born with angelic blood, the first couple to conceive were fallen angels, and so, every soul has the purest blood and soul at birth, only tainted by sins once they are committed by one’s free will,” I tilted my head and shrugged my shoulders, “maybe, also, with a little help from a whispering demon in their ear,” I couldn’t help my devious grin.