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28 - Hm...

Chapter 28

Angel hid the body of his cousin in the safe, which was luckily big enough to seal the corpse into. Finally, he relaxed into his office chair with a deep sigh.

Now that the bastard was taken care of, all he had to do was find a way to get rid of his bitchy fiance and get you back. His light blue eyes danced through the window upon the courtyard. The ghost of a smile danced across his face, picturing how happy you would be when he brought you back.

He would give you everything you wanted and more. He’d bend the heavens for you. He’d kill every single person in his way just to make sure you never left him again.

Meanwhile, you sat in your english class near the window. Your (e/c) orbs danced across the parking lot. It had been days since you had come home, and there hadn’t been a single sign of Whitney as you had hoped. You were beginning to fear he wasn’t coming for you like you had hoped.

By the way, school life was hell and only getting worse. When you came back, everyone whispered about you behind your back. How did an ugly little thing like you get a sugar daddy and loose him so quickly?

Also, Amanda was back at school, but she couldn’t attack you or anything. So she and her mindless minions left aggressive notes in your locker, stole your stuff, and set your textbooks on fire in the parking lot.

Not like you cared. They could do whatever they damn well pleased. You just sighed and threw away the notes, bought cheap replacements, and put out the fires as quickly as possible.

You easily and quickly got your job back. You were a favorite of the older couples, anyway. So you resumed your regular schedule as if you had never been gone. You never knew why, but Kat always slept in your room, even though he had his own room right next door.

And so the world went back to normal. Within a week, everything seemed brighter, happier. You dreamt of Whitney in the day time, showing up and taking you away from school. You smiled randomly in class at the thought of him showing up in his expensive car and shutting up Amanda and her minions.

You loved the thought of him showing up and sweeping you off your feet…

So why hadn’t he shown up yet? Well, you contributed that to him not wanting Angel to get mad at him. Of course, why would Angel get mad at him though? It wasn’t like the blonde Cosimo cared about you at all…

Meanwhile, in Italy, Angel was growing restless. He wanted to get you back as soon as possible. Sadly, Miranda and Mrs. Cosimo were still problems. Even worse, the Aneroga family were beginning to ask where Whitney was.

Yeah, he was rotting away up in Angel’s office in a safe hidden by a painting of his family. Not the best of ways to be ‘buried’. But the bastard deserved it no matter what.

So, finally, Angel was sick and done with all of this waiting.

“I’m going on a small trip,” he announced at dinner. Miranda, Mrs. Cosimo, Caspian, and Mr. LN looked up from their plates. Mr. Cosimo’s focus was solely on his pudding.

“I’ll accompany you,” said Miranda, beginning to stand up.

“No,” Angel protested. “I’d rather go alone.”

“Where will you be going, Angel?” asked his mother.

“To the private islands. I just need some time to relax and unwind before the wedding.” The words flowed from his mouth like venom, leaving a horrid taste in their wake. Miranda squealed loudly and threw herself across the table, latching onto Angel’s arm like a leech.

“I nearly forgot that it’s only two weeks away! Time flies when you’re in love, huh Angel?” Angel nearly threw up in his mouth. God, he wanted to smack her so hard her spray tan would fall off her botoxed face.

“You may have the weekend,” Mrs. Cosimo announced. “Miranda and I shall prepare invitations and catering.” Angel simply nodded and went to pack his bags. He smirked to himself as he closed his suitcases.

Cornelius Angel Cosimo was ecstatic to see the real Ms. LN again. The girl he was actually supposed to marry. You. He fell asleep with dreams of holding you in his arms and kissing you like there was no tomorrow.

He dreamt of your honeymoon, where the two of you would kill the imposter, and watch blood drain from her botoxed lips as her tears ruined her makeup. Where you would both watch his mother as she was tied to a stake outside, left victim to the elements. Where there would be no survivors.

Just Cornelius and his bride… His sweet perfect bride…

You slept soundly, unaware of the horrid dreams of your ex-fiance. You were unaware of many things, YN. Like your ex-fiance, the man you were in love with, and your brother. Hm… Why was Katsuro so protective of you anyway?

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