Love and Blood...

Margaret

Margaret was a girl in the age of twenty five, and entered the Merriweather team in the age of nine. That then she mastered Martial arts and shooting. She was one of the best in the team. Her mother was killed in an avalacnhe, and his husband was lost. Still no signs of him utnil then.

Margaret was sitting in a round marble table with Danielle, eating dinner. Smoked salmon and wine back then. And she was desperate to find his husband she made a deal with him.

"Take me to the city Danielle." Margaret smiled. "When your memories are back. I wanna find my husband soon."

"I can't, it's too dangerous. I've dreamed of it. You'll die. And I don't know why. You should go yourself."

"Pfffft. No one can beat me Danielle. Now tell me what do you want. Tell it I'll do anything."

Danielle chuckled. Margaret grinned. "You want sex? I'll give you a thousand, just let me come with you. I'm dying to find my husband."

"Not that. I just want to reserve my feelings for Mary. Now that his grandfather let me go here to cool things for a while." Danille sighed. "You know, what hppened to us yesterday at the lake."

"Fine. I'll help you reserve those feelings and make her feel the guilt and make her love you like hell." Margaret said. "Is it a deal?"

Danielle sighed...

"I'll take that as a yes." Margaret smiled.