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He chuckled but I silenced his chuckling. "Sienna may be a lot of things but she would never beg. Now, give my wife back before I shoot you between your eyes!" I growled. My patience was definitely wearing thin. "I will, but I have to do something first," Angelo said as two of his men made their way towards me. Gabriel took a step forward but I stopped him by putting a hand out. If he wanted a fucking fight, then a fight he would get. The two men came closer and I walked towards them. They had no weapons. Very well. I flexed my hands and cracked my neck. The two men stood still as I looked at them.

Angelo pulls out his knife and points it at me and I pull out my gun and point it at him. “Don’t bring a knife to a gunfight,” With one quick manoeuvre, he cut my hand and took my gun, I hiss in pain and look at him. He smirks, “You were saying?” “You are such a terrorist,” I grumble. “That’s what little brothers are Mario, we are here to terrorise you and torture you until death.” I laugh, “I hate you, Angelo.” He laughs, “You love me.”

“You think the name Bennett makes you untouchable? On paper, maybe your family means something. But you’re nothing more than a coward riding on that name.” Then I let go with a sharp jerk. He staggered back, face red with barely contained rage. I glanced at Angela, still frozen near the paddock fence. “Get in the car,” I said, flat. She hesitated for a fraction of a second, then complied. The door closed behind her, leaving me alone with Bennett. He rubbed his arm, glaring at me like he wanted to tear me apart. “Asshole!” he spat. He lunged forward, swinging wildly and aimlessly. I dodged and landed a quick punch to his chest, hard enough to make him stumble back.

Maybe I could make an excuse after one song. “What’s your name?” he suddenly asked, staring straight into my eyes. He has blue ocean eyes too, just like Lucifer. Maybe it’s really common in their family to have those pretty eyes. He has thick eyebrows too but he has a scar on his left cheek. “I-I’m Angela, Angela Santos is my name, y-your highness…” I noticed a playful smile on his face. “You can just call me Cleoffe.”

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

They were ready to unleash their vengeance upon the man who had provoked their leader's wrath. As they made their way to the charity event, Jared felt a rush of emotions coursing through him. The weight of responsibility, the desire for vengeance, and the thrill of the impending confrontation mingled within him, creating a potent concoction of determination. Upon reaching the venue, the Seven-Eyed Dragon Mafia clan dispersed, blending into the shadows and darkness of the night. Jared, Ian, and Scott slipped into the crowd, their identities masked by skillful disguises. The tension in the air was palpable, but they maintained their composure, like predators patiently stalking their prey.

I mumbled. Xavier turned to his brother and gave him a punch in his chest, "Congragu-fucking-lations brother." Xavier immediately sprinted off with Theodore chasing behind him. I just kept standing there staring at both of them on disbelief. I thought they were supposed to be mafia leaders. "Guys! What about me?" I yelled as they continued to run around. Theodore stopped for a second and winked at me, "You definitely won't be forgetting my name tonight tesoro." My mouth fell open and I stared at him in shock. Was he always this shameless? His brother could have heard him for God's sake.

I told him as soon as I could find my voice, causing him to shoot a bewildered look at me. "Angel, are you serious?! Of course, I'm not gay!" "No, I would totally support you if y--" "Angel," he came towards me, holding me close by my arms, "a gay man does not show interest in a beautiful woman." Wha...t? I blinked my eyes. I was feeling confuzzled again. I was about to ask him about it but he'd already turned towards his room, causing me to stare at his back. Just before, he went inside, he turned around, leaning on his door and smiled, "Oh and that means I'm interested in you, Angel."

It was so fast, she was not sure if they were really kissing or it was impossible that they were just talking! “We're not together,” It was Angelo. “Of course we are not!” Michelle exclaimed. “He was teasing me because I called him gay!” Sabrina's eyebrows furrowed, “Aren't he?” she asked. But she immediately stepped backward when Angelo glared at her.“No? I thought..” On the other hand, Michelle who seemed nervous earlier suddenly laughed, “See? Even Sab thought you were gay! So don't do that to me again! It's scary!” she said then shivered.

That didn't mean I was at peace with my decision, seeing as I still felt that pull towards her and had to restrain myself from you to see her sometimes. Like now, I was currently getting pummeled by Angelo, who'd taken up the mantle as my personal trainer when my last one ditched me -apparently, my blows were too swift and he couldn't deal. That wasn't an issue for Angelo, because he met every one of my punches with a counter punch, striking just as deadly as I did, till we were both leveled. Actually, I think he dealt more blows than I, seeing as I looked more disheveled than him every time we fought. He didn't agree with this though, saying that the fact that he was winded and found it har