What if you needed money quick? You're still struggling with debt from your pricey divorce . You're drowning in medical bills and you lost your job. Your friend introduces you to a billionaire and well it just so happens he wants a child and will pa...
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I dropped my bag and got my pistols and put them in my pockets and went down the stairs quietly, I saw Melissa glued to the TV. "Melissa?" I whispered shocked to see an old angel friend, weird I know given that I'm one of the best angel fighters out there. She was an angel trapped in a human body, until her human shell died and she was reborn as an angel-confusing I know just know she's super chill.
"Girl is that you?" She put her hands up jumping from the sofa and into my arms. We hug tightly and knowing she was here put some of my nerves at ease. "Oh it's been too long," She whispered pulling back to get a look at me, I do the same. "What are you doing here?"
"Lucy and Demetrius are here, others are on the way, I heard them on the roof when I was telling Mia to get out of here. It's about to real ugly, and I told her to contact Marc as soon as possible. We'll need all the help we can get. Oh before I forget, get everyone out please." I ordered and she scurried away. After a few minutes everyone was gone. I move around the empty house and went into the kitchen.
"Well if it isn't the notorious Lydia Brooks, how long has it been darling, 200 years?" His sly voice filling up the dark room, I turned on the switch and saw him standing there now pouring himself a drink.
"I should've killed you that night." I say applying some lipstick.
"But how could you kill someone who was filling you up at the moment?" The curl in his smile twisted to something ugly. "It wasn't the best I'll promise you that." I seethed, and he chuckles a bit before licking his lips. "Oh you don't have to promise me anything, I'll remember for the both of us how intense our love was."
His smooth voice reminded me of a memory burned in my brain and I would do anything to undo it. "The worst thing I did was sleep with you." I gritted. He laughs putting down his glass. "Let's be honest Lydia it wasn't the worst thing you did to me, can you still do that trick with your knees?" I take out a dagger and run for him, his tongue comes out like a snake and comes at me. Dodging the slimy thing I cut it in half as I send my heel in his gut. Catching my legs he throws me against the cabinets, blooding spewing from his mouth as he smiles.
One hand wraps around my neck as the other shoves my dagger further from me, and I'm slowing running out of options. Pushing against his hand I press my lips against his. He backs away and couches. I leap off grab my daggers and slice at his back, spraying blood all over my clothes and me. Damn it did I get some in my hair?
He falls against the counter and his lips are swollen and foaming at the mouth. "Poisonous lips baby, remember that?" I asked picking up my daggers and getting ready to leave the kitchen-but I go ahead and cut his head off just to know that he's truly dead. "No mercy tonight, I promise you that."
Two other women appeared in front of me wings out, one holding a mace the other was holding a knife. "Damn." I said removing two electrical whips from my back and whipping them out. "Let's do this."
