"It's a simple question, Colton." The older man pressed the end of the gun against my bleeding forehead, his finger resting on the trigger as my fiancée glanced at me with a loveable gaze. "Your future darling or the city."
The look in his eyes qui...
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I lay on my luxurious bed, lightly grasping a delicate white lily. The sweet scent filled my bedroom as I gazed at it with a small smile on my lips. My thoughts drifted to the one who had given me this flower - Angelica.
Angelica, the innocent soul who had captured my heart and become my captive. I thought back to the day when I had first laid eyes on her. She was so pure, so full of hope and naivety. I had seen her as the perfect pawn to execute my plans and bring down the hero who stood in the way of my ambitions.
I was a cold-hearted and manipulative man, with a thirst for power and control. I had no qualms about using anyone in my path, even if it meant taking Angelica as a hostage. She was engaged to the hero, the man who had always been my rival. I knew that I had the greatest leverage against my enemy by holding her captive.
But as I lay on my bed, admiring the lily and thinking about Angelica, I couldn't deny my growing feelings. I had never felt this way before, and it puzzled me. I had always prided myself on my lack of emotions, and on my ability to remain detached and focused on my goals. But Angelica had somehow managed to break through my defenses and awaken something within me.
As the sun began to set and the room darkened, I carefully placed the lily back in its vase. I had some work to do, but first, I needed to see Angelica. I couldn't resist the urge to be near her and bask in her presence.
I walked down to the hallway where she was being held captive. As I entered her room, she looked at me, she was filled with fear but then quickly turned to anger and hostility. I couldn't help but be drawn to her fierce spirit, even though it was directed towards me.
I looked at her apologetically as I handed her the lily. "I know it's not much, but I thought it might brighten up your room," I said softly.
To my surprise, Angelica's demeanor softened as she took the lily. "Thank you," she whispered.
I watched as she stared at the revealing moon from her small barred window with hopeful eyes. I clenched my jaw, hesitantly moved to where she was seated, and took a spot beside her. She doesn't move away, no. She was too focused on the stunning moon.
As I stared at Angelica, I couldn't help but notice her pure soul, something I lacked. I leaned in closer to her and whispered, "Colton doesn't deserve a soul like yours, Angel." I said it with a sweetness that seemed out of place for someone like me.
Angelica's tears were now replaced with confusion. But as she looked into my eyes, she realized that I was being genuine. For the first time since her capture, she allowed her tears to fall freely in front of me.
I saw her vulnerability and it pleased me. I knew that I had made a dent in her mind. Maybe I could use her to get to Colton.
