Undercover Devil

1 • prologue

security [ si•kyoor•i•tee ]

noun [plural se·cu·ri·ties.]

1. freedom from danger, risk, etc.; safety.

2. freedom from care, anxiety, or doubt; well-founded confidence.

3. something that secures or makes safe; protection; defense.

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During summertime an angel walks in with light footsteps, on her body she wore a pale peach colored dress and a pair of white ballerina shoes.

She was just getting used to environment, she had never been in America before. Everything seem so different to her.

First day at school and the boys were gaping at her, drooling over her innocence. She was easy, too easy of a target.

She felt the atmosphere heating up, the boys were ready to eat her, swallow her alive. This was too far from her comfort zone.

She look up a couple of times, receiving multiple different stares. From the girls, mostly negative ones. She felt so out of place. So unaccepted.

She didn't feel that any of the boys could give her what she wanted the most in her life. What she never got to receive.

Security.

She wanted to feel safe. She wanted somebody to hold around her, catch her when she falls.

Right at that moment, Angelina bumps into a guy. She looks up staring at his beautiful emerald green eyes, almost hidden behind his spectacles.

His arm was on tightened around her waist, catching her right before she fell.

She felt a sense of protection. She flutters her eyes once to make sure this wasn't a dream.

Did she finally find the guy who could provide her what she needed or

did she crash into the path of danger and darkness under his lustful mysterious eyes?

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I literally have no idea where I'm going with this right now. I know I might be worst author ever, but please be patient with me. I'm still working on it.

Note! Most of the story will be of the main characters point of view.

~ love, Jade ~