His Angel | P. Jimin

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Park Jimin:

I was sitting on my bed, looking at Sugar while she was sleeping soundly.

It is currently 6 am with the fact that I didn't get some rest and the effect of alcohol has left my body is exhausting me. Even so, sleep seems to be miles away from me.

What matters now, is her.

I look at her little angelic face, the contract in my hand, Analysing every word of it.

I don't think this is a certain coincidence, the fact that this mage of Tiare: the strongest Witches Clan has shown up exactly after the announcement of my father's retirement isn't trust-worthy.

I am the head Clan now, not the King...yet.

But if other creatures would like to start a rebellion, in this century. I wouldn't doubt this would be the best opportunity.

I couldn't care less about the fact that some people have grudges for our kinds. I would enjoy a World War III, chaos happened before and I'm thrilled to be a part of it again.

But her? No.

I can't allow such cruelty affect such a sweet creature as Sugar.

I don't know her real name, I don't know her real person. But I know that she is the person that matters the most to me.

And I'm going to protect her.

I lay next to her, avoid touching her so that her smell doesn't get anymore... present.

Why would that Luis involve her in such a complicated manner?

revenge, maybe?

But he has adopted her, and I'm pretty sure he showed her his good side. Since she was saying that he was a good man.

This story is still unsolved.

My assistant, Lisa, calls me when it's 7 am telling me about today's tasks. I inform her about me taking the day off. She tries to convince me to come to office for some important meetings.

More important than Sugar? I don't think so...

As I was about to end the call, I ask one last favor from her.

I wake up from my bed, exit my house and go for a haunt.

Ever since the incident in the basement, I am obliged to go somewhere to suck blood out of people.

The monster is reviving, and I don't like that.

The thoughts are so complicated they are forming knots around other thoughts

I don't really understand all this bullshit which is making me want to kill. Why does it have to be this complicated? Why does it matter If she's my maid or not? Why did this dude put her under the care of Jungkook if he already knew she was meant to be my maid?

I think that all this is planned. He wanted to mess with me and I guess that he messed with the wrong person.

I return home and was welcomed by the presence of my six friends.

-what is it? I ask them.

Jungkook speaks up.

-Hyung, this is weird. He says while showing me the contract.

-I know, I don't know what all of this means.

We sit in the living room.

-But guys, what if this was planned? What does he need? Hoseok says.

-If I knew i would have given it to him.

-And the maid in all this? Yoongi asks.

-I don't know, I pass my hands on my face.

This whole story is really just not a simple matter.

-I think she knows things she doesn't want to say, Jin shrugs.

-He controls her with a fucking necklace. I saw it a few hours ago before my eyes! I defend her.

They look at me confused.

-Where is she? Taehyung asks.

-She's still sleeping, I sigh.

-How does he control her?

-I.... kissed her. I say looking at them.

-Well, the ship is finally sailing, says the maknae and the others start to laugh.

-What ship? I ask confused.

-You should probably get yourself updated for that, grandpa. Says Jin and the guys laugh loudly.

-Her heart stopped, I say.

They all stop laughing.

-How long? Namjoon asks.

-12 seconds exactly. Her eyes flashed violet before that...

-That's really weird, why would he still punish her though? If she was obedient and didn't know you weren't her real master and that I was the one who purchased her. Says Jungkook.

Before I could answer, we hear a loud sound of breaking glass. I turn around and find Sugar, at the entrance of the room her hands covering her mouth. I look at her feet, glass is all around her and water too.

This isn't good.