Angelina’s POVThe wait for a reply was torturous.Lucas didn’t bother to look at me the whole time we were waiting for a response.He just sat on the sofa across from me and played candy crush on his phone, smiling every now and then when he made a victorious move.Just when I think that I’ve seen every crazy, deranged side of him, he surprises me again.After about ten minutes; which surely felt like ten hours to me, his phone started ringing.He looked at me with a smirk as he got up and said playfully “Looks like daddy got our cute little selfie together, finally”He supported his phone on the vase that was on the middle of the coffee table in front of me before he swiped to answer the video call, then moved to stand behind me.I blinked through my watery eyes to see who was staring at us through the screen and was met with a very angry looking old man. Probably in his late forties with deep blue eyes, a black trimmed bear, and clean shaved head.The deep blue eyes left no flicker
Angelina’s POVLucas picked up the phone from the coffee table then hid it inside his pocket.He stood in front of me but I didn’t bother to look up into his eyes.I was shaking from head to toe, breathing very hard, and crying silently.Very slowly and tentatively, he started to remove the duct tape from my mouth.Then he crouched down in front of me and started cutting the tapes binding my legs to the chair.He stayed there, kneeling in front of me and said sincerely “I’m sorry, I had to be convincing Angel”I finally looked at him with an angry glare, his eyes were extremely anguished, they stopped me from blowing up on him and kicking the hell out of him for what he did to me, and what he put me through.His expression left me quite confused.Why did it sound like he regretted what he did?Regretted my ass! The fucking asshole put his hands all over me!“You’re not sorry, you fucking enjoyed it!” I said hysterically.He winced and said in a small voice “Believe me, I didn’t. Not w
Lucas’s POV My heart caught on fire at watching Angelina break in my mom’s arms like that. It was on fire not only because of the those deep, painful sobs she was releasing, but because I was the main reason for all that pain and anguish, and I hated myself immensely for being the cause for her suffering. I will never be able to forget the way she was screaming, whimpering, and sobbing when I was tracing my fingers over the fabrics of her bra and underwear. I felt like a fucking animal. The way she looked at me after I freed her from her binds was killing me. But I felt just slightly better after she was convinced that I didn’t mean anything else other than convince Zade that I will not have mercy on her. That she will be safe with me from now on. There was still a little suspiciousness lingering in there but there was also a flicker of trust and hope. “Oh honey. I’ve got you, you’re going to be okay, I promise” mom said emotionally as she ran her hands over Angelina’s back sooth
Angelina’s POVI get out of the bathroom after a long, much needed shower.April gave me multiple new sets of underwear and bras. In addition to socks, hair ties, a couple of pants, jeans, shirts, and sweaters.I was surprised when I saw her laying them all on the bed shortly after I went inside my room before I headed into the shower.“Oh April, I don’t need all of these, you really didn’t have to” I said shyly.She smiled at me genuinely and said “It’s no big deal, I have tons and tons of clothes. Most of them, I haven’t even worn yet”“Well, glad you do because… um… your white sweater is kind of ruined. I hope it wasn’t your favorite” I said in a small voice as I chewed on my lower lip.She shook her head and said without being fazed “No, it wasn’t. Don’t worry about it. Do you need anything else? those were the things that came to my mind. You can tell me or mom if there is anything else you need, and don’t be shy about it. Like my mom said, you’re part of our family, and I kind o
Angelina’s POVI wear a navy blue jogger pants and a grey fitting sweater then take a look at myself in the mirror.My face was paler than usual. I had some dark circles under my eyes that I never had before. I looked like shit, and it wasn’t surprising given everything that happened to me recently.My hair was damp but when I took a look around the bathroom and the room searching for a diffuser to dry it, I couldn’t find it.I headed out of my room, about to knock on April’s room to ask her for one when I ran directly into Lucas, just outside my door.He was standing in the middle of the hallway looking a little nervous.His eyes snapped to meet mine and I noticed him checking me out from head to toe before he went back to gazing at my face.I also couldn’t help myself as I took a general look at him too.He looked like he just stepped out of the shower himself. His hair was still damp, he was wearing black loose pants and a black hoodie.“Are you feeling better now?” he asked quietl
Angelina’s POV I can see clearly that my question caught him off guard, and for the life of me, I didn’t know why it did. He wasn’t really expecting me to stay here forever right? It took him a while to answer but eventually he did, reluctantly “I can provide it for you” “How long will it take?” I asked in a small voice. “I don’t know I’ll have to talk to the guy and see how busy he is” he said firmly. Diana put her hand on my shoulder and I turned my head to look at her. She was looking at me with sadness “You still want to leave Snow?” Her sadness overwhelmed me, she was really affected that I wanted to leave here. “I can’t stay here, Diana. I had a life before all this happened, I had dreams, I had ambitions for myself that I need to chase. I just made it into my second year of fashion design through a fully paid scholarship by my mom’s employer, promising them that I will work for them once I graduate. And now that’s all gone. The freshman year I spent is gone, the scholars
Lucas’s POVEvery time she mentions leaving, my heart constricts on its own and I don’t fucking know why.I don’t want her to leave.It was an admission that scared the shit out of me.It was dangerous. The feelings that I have started to develop for her. This growing obsession and constant fascination with her was like an infection. It was spreading instead of fading.Can only two days with her make me develop those impossible feelings for her?If I didn’t have a front raw seat to Alex and Jenny’s impossible love story, I wouldn’t believe it. But I did.She was affecting me in ways, no girl has ever done that to me before.Two freaking days! How the hell did I catch feelings for her this fast?Actually, if I’m being honest with myself, it only took that first look, and I was hooked.But if I opened my mouth to let her know how I’m feeling, she won’t wait for a fake ID, she’ll go running away right this second without looking back.She doesn’t see me the way I do her. It was clear as
Angelina’s POV I’m staring at Lucas with so much confusion and overwhelming emotions. What the hell just happened? Did he just kiss me? Why in the hell would he do that? And why is he trying to convince me to stay? I thought he would be glad that he doesn’t have to look at me for much longer. That kiss….. If you can even call it that, awakened parts of me that I never felt before. Parts that were throbbing with….need to do that again, to press his lips against mine again and taste that kiss even more deeply. Is this what kissing feels like? Does it wreak havoc on the body like that? Or was that Lucas’s effect? “Why did you do that?” I asked slowly, trying to get out of my daze and focus. “Because I was wondering what kissing an angel would taste like” he said smoothly. Again with the angel metaphor and nickname. But somehow, it didn’t hurt a lot like it used to when he first used it a few hours ago. Somehow, the feelings of sadness and self hate lessened the more he insiste