Lucifer's angel
At the same time the words had a very dangerous tint to it.
Her eyes followed his movements as he looked up and began unlocking her right hand.
For the first time since the whole incident, she had time to study his face.
She hated to admit it, but she couldn't help but stare, he was handsome. Greek god like.
Dark, messy hair framed a face that looked almost unreal. His black eyes were impossible to read, cold enough to send a chill down her spine. A straight nose, sharp jawline, and perfectly balanced features made him look like someone an artist would spend years trying to recreate.