CHAPTER 1

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Autumn was going to end and winter was coming soon. The cool breeze was blowing.

It was a cold winter night. People were going back to their home from work. A man was sitting in the restaurant wearing black long coat sipping his hot americano. His dark brown orbs were staring at her and she was so much engaged in the work that she was unaware of the fact that someone is watching her from past half an hour. Her shift was going to end . He was the last customer and she asked him that it is the closing time so that he can go . After telling him she went back to pack up and when she came back there was no one , the restaurant was empty. The hustle bustle was going on outside the restaurant. After checking that everything is okay she was about to leave when her eyes fell on a book which was lying on the table. It was looking like someone's personal diary. It was of the man who was here before. She thought of taking it home with her and will give it tomorrow. After closing the restaurant she went back. While going back home she felt that someone is following her but when she turned around there was no one . She thought that it's just an illusion.

BUT WAS IT?

After opening the door of her house she was welcomed by silence as it was normal for her without having someone who will wait for her but sometimes she wonders that WAS THERE ANYONE WHO CARED FOR ME WHEN I LOST MY MEMORY. After doing her dinner she went to bed . But she remembered about the diary and as being curious she thought " Should I read it or not?" She was fighting with her thoughts but at last she decided to read it. While sitting on the bed under warm duvet she read the title " MY DIARY" She opened the first page of the book and started reading it...

INSIDE THE DIARY...

The hustle bustle could be heard in the corridor during break . Everyone was going to canteen for lunch and here I was in library studying for my exams. It was last year of college and End Term exams were next week and I have to study so that I would be able to get good marks but I have to do so many part time jobs for paying my tuition fees and other bills. I still hate my parents for abandoning me and my grandmother and leaving us here. My grandmother is my family because she was the only one who accepted me and supported me. I still remember when I was a child my classmates used to bully me and treated me like a trash and said that I am useless that's why my parents left me.

I used to cry and always thought that I am weak but my grandmother came to me and told me that " NO ONE IS BORN WEAK IT DEPENDS ON US HOW WE HANDLE THE PROBLEM." She was the one who told me that" Everyone have their own perspective to solve a problem. Some will cry and it's okay to cry but running away from your problem will never help you. So face your problems rather than sitting here and skipping classes. No one will find the solution of your problem it's YOU who has to do it. Being a girl never meant that you are useless and weak. Girls can do whatever they want to. It's just a myth that a woman is always below a man. But that's not true WOMEN ARE EQUAL TO MEN."

She was the only person who was there to support me. She is a woman of her words. After that day I started going to college and yes as usual they started saying those words to me which always made me to lose my confidence, which only led to depression but this time I spoke for myself and they were not able to utter a single word. After that they never bullied me. But that incident taught me that "YOU HAVE TO TAKE STAND FOR YOURSELF". Because this world is very cruel to let you live a peaceful life.

After my parents left us here alone she was so heartbroken that she became depressed but after that she was always strict towards me because she wanted me to become a strong person and always told me that I should not trust anyone. I still remember when my father used to beat me to let out his anger and would starve me for two to three days she always tried her best to save me from him.

She is the real hero of my life because she made me strong to survive in this world. That's why to help her in bills and fees I started doing part time jobs. Now is the time for next class. When I entered the class my best friend Lucy came to me and both of us sat on 1st bench. Being a nerd life was very easy. You just have to study and go home. I never had crush except that one boy named Freddy. There was always smile on my face after seeing him. But when he insulted me in front of the whole college and made fun of me. I never made any crush. But he still tease me and I always ignore him. I love Lucy . She is like a sister to me. She always supported me in my hard times and even slapped Freddy for his doings. She always supported me like my grandmother.

I was in my thoughts when Lucy said" Angel let's go ". The class was over and it was the time for my part time job. My job was in convenience store and the owner was a amazing person . She always treated me like her own daughter.

I was doing my job when Mrs Watson came and asked me" Hey Angel , How was your day". I said " It was nice". "And what about you Lucy" she asked. Yes me and Lucy work at same place but after this I had another job in a medical store and that was a nice shift. Lucy replied" It was normal ". After having a little chitchat with us she went out for some shopping. It was 8pm and my shift was over and my next job was at 10pm so it was time for time. I went back home by bus because convenience store was away from my house and the medical store was near so it was easy for me to go back home and spend some time with my grandmother while eating and then as always worktime. After dinner I went back to work. My shift was over at 12am and I was going back home. It was a dark alley and the sound of my footsteps could be heard. The whole alley was covered with silence and darkness. In this silence a sound echoed like someone was screaming and asking for help. My grandmother always taught me that we should always help others and as being a good child I went the direction from where the sound was coming. The closer I went the louder the sound. When I reached there I saw a man lying on the floor and he was badly injured. some men were standing there holding guns in there hands. A man with his blue mesmerising eyes looked at me. He was like a Greek god. His facial features were no joke. "What are you doing here?" he asked me. His deep voice was giving me chills. His stares were piercing through my soul. I was in my thoughts when his voice interrupted me" I asked you something?" If someone would have asked me " How are you feeling?" my answer would be "I AM SCARED TO DEATH". I saw the man who was badly injured and lying on the floor . Without answering I went to the man to help him. I was shivering due to fear but I have to act brave. Everyone was watching me . When I went closer and bent down to help him stand up. He took out a pocket knife and put it near my throat. He was behind me . My back was touching his chest and when I raised my head I saw similar pair of blue eyes. "Leave me or I will kill this kid" the injured man said.

I was not able to process what was happening. "Leave her and we will let you go" a man said who seemed like a bodyguard said. Then the man standing in front of me pointed a gun towards me. I tightly closed my eyes not wanting to witness the scene. After that a gun shot was heard . I opened my eyes and saw that injured lying lifeless on the floor. My hands were shivering out of fear. I started to panic. I was walking in backward direction until I hit a hard rock like chest. When I turned around I met those beautiful blue eyes which were looking into mine. "You shouldn't roam around here and there at this hour" he said. "I was going back home from my part time job" I replied. " So you do a part time job" he said. I nodded.

AUTHOR'S POV

He was looking at her beautiful face. Her beautiful dark brown eyes were looking into his eyes. He was looking at her beautiful facial features and same goes for her. She was also busy in noticing his sharped features. He was the true definition of PERFECTION. They were so engaged in each other that they forgot about their surrounding. "What should I call this beautiful girl?" he asked. "ANGEL" she replied. "What about you?" she asked being curious. "You don't know me?" he was shocked but hide it. She shook her head innocently. "EDWARD" he said sighed softly. But before they know more about each other Angel's phone started ringing. It was her grandmother. She broke the eye contact and answered the call" Hello yeah I am on my way". After saying this she hung up. " You should go home. It's not safe for you here." he said coldly. "What about you ?" she asked with concerned . "Aren't you afraid of me? I just shot that guy in front of you " he asked. She wanted to yell his face" YES OF COURSE IAM AFRAID YOU IDIOT " but she didn't. But she said "No". "Why?" he asked out of curiosity. Of course he is the great mafia after all who wouldn't be afraid of him. "Because you saved my life. At first I thought you are not a good person. But when you saved me from that man I realised that WHAT YOU SEE IS NOT ALWAYS WHAT IT SEEMS." Of course she was afraid of him but she was also thankful for saving her life. he saw time and panicked "I have to go now " and ran away. He watched her disappearing figure. After coming back to reality "Clean this mess" he ordered his guard and left from there.

"Did you see that?" one of the man asked." Yeah boss never talked to someone nicely " the other one replied. "Seems like boss is in love " first one said. "Yeah I never thought the great mafia can talk this much nicely" he said and started laughing. The other one also joined him. " WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? a deep voice was heard. Both of them looked behind and smiled awkwardly. "B..BOSS.. we were just talking about k dramas " one of them said. Edward just sighed and left and they gulped.

While sipping his wine one word was inside his head "ANGEL, HUH". This was the start of a love story.... But will she be able to make this devil to fall in love with her and heal his wounds which are hurting him from years....

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