ANGEL
He infuriated me ever since our first encounter.
I admired his looks and patience he had while holding me hostage. But as the months followed up, our hate towards one another bloomed.
So much, that the ashes inside of me bloomed as well.
LUK...
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People sometimes do stupid decisions.
Like drop off bombs that weren't supposed to be dropped.
I'm that type of person.
I wish parts of the past could be be erased from our minds with a snap of fingers.
It's called past for a reason, it stays behind, it's gone, no need to go search again for it.
But no... in this life nothing comes easy.
After I dropped that bomb on the meeting room, a long and heavy wave of silence fell above us, all eyes on me.
When the woman opened the door saying we had to leave I almost kissed her.
Instead, I walked as fast as I could and entered a elevator.
As I'm walking to my bedroom, I gasp when a large hand grabs my arm and pushes me against the wall, roughly, making pain shot up through my back.
Fucking bitch.
Angry hazel eyes look back at my green ones.
Fuck.
"Let go, Moretti." I growl, his grip on my arm tight enough to bruise.
"Fuck you. Because of you and your assassin mode, my family is in danger. You're a selfish fuck." He spats.
Oh he didn't.
"Dimitri thinks I'm death you bastard!" I spat back, trying to pry my arm off his grasp. To no avail.
Goddamn he's strong.
"Then why? Why putting us two in range?"
"Right questing, wrong person. Now let go." I try to take my arm off his grasp, but he only grunts and pushes me inside his hotel bedroom, that's similar to mine.
"Speak, or I'll shoot you on the fucking brain." His gun is pointed at my forehead in a flash of a blink.
"I dare you." I growl, pointing my own gun above his heart.
"Stop with your shit! Stop taking things off topic!" He suddenly shouts, right in my face, his pupils so dilated there's little of color in his eyes.
"Then explain what the fuck you want me to say!" I yell back, matching his voice.
"The reason behind the kill. If Dimitri knows you're alive, and why is he after you. Just explain yourself, goddammit!" He growls putting his gun down, turning his back to me.
I watch his fingers clench around the gun as he looks up at the ceiling, breathing heavily.
How can I explain myself without revealing everything from my past?
This guy is fucking dumb-
"Angel, I swear to fucking hell I'll shoot your brains-"
"Because I'm his ex-fiancé!" I shout, fuming and done with his shit.
