ANGEL
He infuriated me ever since our first encounter.
I admired his looks and patience he had while holding me hostage. But as the months followed up, our hate towards one another bloomed.
So much, that the ashes inside of me bloomed as well.
LUK...
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Underwater it seems that life gets more pacific, that our mental demons drown themselves.
The noise of the world gets muffled, and our head quiets down as you feel light like a leaf.
I've alway enjoyed swimming, my house has a huge swimming pool for a reason, but since I'm paying my own hotel staying and that offers pool use, I'm on a night swim.
There's no one here, and the led lights are on, making the space more enjoyable.
I think we're leaving soon since our work here is done, so might as well enjoy what I'm paying for, and I also couldn't sleep.
Coming to the surface where the only noise heard is the little cascade they have filling the pool water, I push my hair back, my eyes opening to the purple and blue leds decorating the space.
I should think about doing something like this at home.
Thinking of home, I'm going back as soon as we arrive. I know how to defend myself and there's no need of living in Lukas house.
If I'm needed I have cars, I can drive myself to him.
Hearing someone approach this area I get out of the pool from the stairs, and go to grab a white towel on the bench.
"Angel." His voice echos through the area making me sigh as I dry out most of my hair.
"Need me to rock you to sleep?" I wonder sarcastically.
"Funny. I was looking for you."
"I'm here."
"We leave at ten." Lukas says, I hum. "Alright. Can you leave me in peace, or..." I trail off, looking for the first time at him.
His hair is messy like he ran a hand through it many times, the black t-shirt hugging his biceps and showing his inked arms, the black basket shorts showing his tanned, muscled legs.
"Eyes up here, sweetheart." I can perfectly hear the smirk on his voice. Shrugging not meeting his eyes, I turn around and start to dry myself.
I can literally feel his eyes on me.
Looking over my shoulder, Moretti hazel eyes roam my body taking their time on my ass, his jaw flexing.
"Enjoying the show, aren't you?" I smirk, his eyes snap to mine as a smirk forms again on his face
He approaches me.
What does he want?
His rough hands grasp my hips, and turn me around making our noses brush and breaths tangle with each other.
"I would enjoy it more if you were below me." Lukas murmurs huskily, making my breath get stuck on my throat but rapidly I compose myself.
I won't let him know the effect he has on me, for some cursed damned reason.
