Obey Angelina Mga Nobela at Kwento

Angelina nodded curtly, “I can’t let you go alone. I'm coming with you.” “No.” Abigail pulled her hands back and threw a warning look at her, “You are not coming with me. I can't put any more lives on the line. Stay here and wait for Charles.” Having said that, she hurried away. Angelina remained static on the spot, looking at her departing figure helplessly. Suddenly something crossed her mind, and she rushed towards the road. She took a cab and hurried back to the mansion. The darkness consumed the city when she reached the mansion. Angelina got out of the cab and rushed in. She found Owen sitting on the couch watching TV.

Despite this, she kept her cool and didn't let her guard down, which prevented her cover from being blown. "What exactly do you mean when you say that?" Angelina pretended that she was unaware of anything by asking the question. She is obligated to exercise caution with her activities, and she is unable to discontinue performing them. Perhaps Jessica does not have any proof, and all of this is just her assumption; she is merely here to get her opinion on the matter. Regarding this matter, she can't afford to be too careless. "You continue to pretend! How could you possibly behave when you are presented with all of the evidence that I have gathered against you when you are taken to the Alpha?

“I just want to be left alone, Damien. I’m not interested in whatever game you’re playing this time. Please, just let me be.” He looked at her, then nodded slowly. “That’s fair enough. Someone has to be punished for this.” He clapped his hands twice. Immediately, two hefty men dragged Leina into the room, her hands tied. “What’s going on, Damien? Why are they dragging her like this?” Angelie shouted, panicked. “She’ll get hurt, you madman!” “Angelie love,” Damien said, turning to her calmly, “every time you disobey me, someone has to pay. That’s how the world works.”

I blink frantically trying to make the unattarable pain that has filled my heart recend so that my brain can focus on finding an appropriate response to his question. "I came. . . to . . . congratulate the new angel?". I stutter out when he shakes me making me look up at him. It comes out more like a whispered question than an answer. "Okay, I'll lead you into his room." He says as he crams his long fingers around my arm. "No... ah, of course," I stammer, realizing it ill be a huge mistake to walk into that room knowing the new angel might be my mate. "Focus. Focus, Ava. You can handle this!" I whisper to myself, trying to regain control. Anyone in this crowd could be my mate, it doesn’t hav

the supreme one commanded and I obeyed moving to the middle ” mention some of the guidelines of being a guardian angel ” the supreme asked knowing well that I will not know it. Everything pertaining to being a guardian angel is only known by the angel warriors because it is their duty, but the greater one also knew about it and he had devoted some of his time to taught me. I stood transfixed at the spot with a blank expression, everyone already thought I didn’t know it and when the supreme made to speak, I quickly voiced out.

her voice dropping to an enticing notch. “You aren’t a bad looking chick, and I could use a good fuck, so led the way.” Angel turned on her heel, her eyes catching a few of her men as she walked outside, the men following as well. She knew these kids, knew who they worked for and it was time to send a message; she was tired of being fucking disrespected by that God damn prick and his little boys. LA was her fucking town, and everyone knew it, she was done playing nice with everyone.

My head was blank, and I could not think of anything right now. I looked at Angel, folding her hands while searching my head for what I was going to say to her when she came back to the room. It did not take long before she was back in the room. " What do you think we should do? What do you want to do right now?" I asked Angel. Maybe she would have something for us to do and save my head. " Yes, read me a bedtime story", she wrote on her pad. I looked at Gilda. " Angel enjoys bedtime stories, you should know that", she said with a soft smile.

Angel says sarcastically before quickening her pace. "Hey! Wait for us, Angel!" Ted shouts as she is already a bit far from us. She ignores Ted and puts on her earphones again, blocking us from her world. She's one annoying and feisty little thing. She opens the door of the gym and walks in. We follow, and I poke Justin.

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.

"Almost like a gentleman." "Almost." He echoed, leaning down to kiss my cheek, just barely brushing skin. Before I could say another word, tiny footsteps padded in behind him. "Do I look like a pop star now?" Angelina asked as she twirled in her pink satin dress, tiny flats on her feet, and a glittery clip in her hair. A small matching purse bounced on her side. I turned to her with a hand over my heart. "You look like the headliner at a sold-out concert."