Broken Angel.

BROKEN

CHAP

SSICA MAR

and thumped the gl

ne mo

to a shot glass and handed it over as I swiftl

t be caught up in traffic and the network got the better of the situation all I have to do is wait but not without catering to

traumas that have formed a shadow over my shoulder. It has been three years since the day I lost my twin brother and

lle had been pressuring me to attend a party so I sneaked out wi

advisable to drive so I spent the night at Belle's only for me

their graves the rainy morning they were buried dressed in all black with revenge etched on my f

father, and twin

d of dollar notes and watched the male attendant eyes lit up gr

over when a hairy strong-arm obstructs and with jus

e only thing I could make out was he was blonde and wore a black

as drank more t

dare he tell

shove that into your black pants becaus

things to me, making me

the floor and quickly shut my eyes awaiting to crash when strong steady hands gripped my waist

r smoke because the scent whipped my nostril and unashamedly I buried my nose wil

y daydream as my eyes flutter open to see it's

you s

Our proximity had me accessing his features. He had a strong broad shoulder, hard jawline, dark eyebrows, sea

turn off for me but this m

rs or a mix of both? I could smell fresh cigar smoke from him, not the disple

his sets of perfect white teeth. He wasn't just a handsome y

fuck off like I'm a goddamn switch. He was controlling

e paid for what I ordered, give me one last glass before I leave and you can keep the change." I s

s head negatively and faces the other customer

new the reason but I wa

ot getting you a drink." He answered without casting me a glance and I

le and stormed off but before I could get to the exit the stranger blocked my p

at. Th

r as our breathing turned labored and intense. His broad shoulder descended and ascended in rhythm and