Her Guardian Angel
Sebastian's mouth quipped into a smile.
“Is that right?” He asked, teasingly. Raphaella gasped.
“I can't believe you have the guts to joke or laugh at this moment,” Raphaella said in an accusing tone.
“Well, why can't I joke or smile, Miss Mendel?” Sebastian asked, acting clueless. Raphaella shook her head in dismay.
“Forget it.”
She rested her head back on the seat and closed her eyes, Sebastian smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Now that he finally had her in the grasp of his hand, he wasn't letting the little angel go anywhere.
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