Dark Angel (Completed)

I Almost Cried

There will be cursing in this chapter so beware!

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Iz

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After our kiss Luc insisted on taking me to my parents. His reasons were that he was already on their bad side and he didn't want to be anymore. For my sake.

I almost cried when he said that.

Did someone get him off eBae for me? Because whoever did, thank you so fucking much.

He smiled at me as I drove. My heart fluttered every single time he smiled for me.

Lucian looked out the window and he ran a hand through his hair, making his muscles flex. He was wearing a leather jacket earlier but he gave it to me when he saw me shiver from the cold. And now, he was just wearing a thin white muscle t shirt. It made his muscles more defined and well... not hidden.

I looked away and looked straight at the road. I knew something was on his mind and I wanted to know what it was. I wanted to know everything about him. Especially since he was my Stark.

Which makes him my Lucian.

I blushed and was thankful that it was dark out.

"What are you thinking?" Lucian asked me. I turned to look at him. He was looking at me with those breathtaking blue eyes of his, his head slightly tilted.

That beautiful being in my car is mine. A rush of possessiveness ran through me and it had me feeling breathless.

Yes he is mine. And whoever thought other wise would have to fvcking kill me before taking him away from me.

"I'm still shocked you're my- I mean. Stark. I'm still shocked you're Stark." I corrected myself. Hopefully he didn't notice.

He looked at me for a few seconds before answering. "I know why you are shocked. I am sorry I kept it hidden from you. I just did not know what to do or say."

I glanced at him and smiled. "It's okay, Lucian. I'm happy you told me." Then I frowned. "The thing I'm wondering is, Stark sounded more modern than you. Why is that?"

He looked sheepish. "I watched modern humans. I tried to learn the way they talked, their slang. And whenever we talked, I tried to put what I learned into our conversation." He said as he looked out of the window.

I laughed softly. "You are good, I never noticed anything wrong with the way you talked. I am mostly accustomed to British English though."

He nodded and he kept looking at me. "Were you going to do it?" He asked after a few moments.

I looked at him slightly confused. "Do what, Luc?"

He turned away from me and looked at the moon. "Were you going to look for a way to separate our connection?"

I stopped driving. Thank my brownies that there was no one else on the road. I just looked at the steering wheel, stunned. How did he know?

"Were you?" He asked softly.

"I- at first I was going to." I said silently, almost a whisper. "But then I realized I'm just too selfish. I want you only for myself. And all thoughts about separating our connection just dissolved."

"You make it so hard." I heard him whisper.

"What?"

He sighed and closed his eyes. He pressed his fist against his forehead as if he were in pain. "You make it so hard for me, Iz. I am a very important angel. I have so many duties and yet I want to leave it all for you. Being this attached to you is dangerous for the both of us."