Daisy ✧

We held our gaze for what seemed like an eternity until I broke it.

"Ange-

He cut me off by putting a finger to his lips, silently telling me to be quiet.

I frowned but didn't say anything.

He motions me to follow him by nodding at the window.

I nod and slip my fluffy slippers on and follow him out the window.

As I retrieved my phone on the way out, he pulled my phone from my grip and tossed it back on the bed.

I didn't question it and just followed him out the window.

He was the first one down, grabbing my waist and pulling me down after.

We walked over to his car, which was parked in front of my house.

My steps come to a halt as he unlocks the car and opens the door for me.

I slip in quietly, and he closes the door behind me and comes around to his side.

He gets into the car and starts it up without saying anything.

I'm confused as I observe him.

What the hell is going on?

He starts driving and I just sit back in my seat, wondering how I'm going to get out of this.

I saw his expression, which remained unchanged from its blank exterior.

Under the streetlights, his light eyes gleamed brightly, making him all the more intriguing.

His features had simply been hidden by the lights, making them all dark and mysterious.

We continued driving till we arrived at a familiar mansion.

The Empire.

He pulls up to the kerb right outside the front doors and switches off the ignition.

After opening my door for me he brings us into the enormous house.

I would have been a lot happier being here if I wasn't so tense right now.

All eyes were on us as we strolled inside.

Men and women looked up from their jobs or discussions to observe us silently ascending the black spiral stairs.

My gaze was drawn to a familiar girl who was staring at me coldly.

The last time I was here, I recognised the girl who walked by us on these stairs.

I averted my gaze from her and followed Angel up the staircase.

We arrived in a room that I had never seen before.

I stood there watching as he entered a passcode; it seemed that he was the only one who could enter this room.

He unlocked and opened the door for me.

I took a step inside and looked around the room.

It was simple, yet it was nice.

There were no windows in this room, and the only furniture was a big black hardwood table and black leather love chairs.

With a click, the door locked closed behind me.

I turned around and saw Angel walk up to the leather chairs, and I instinctively followed him.

I take a seat across from him, my legs crossed beneath me as I face him.

He leans back on the seat across from me, lying back and spreading his legs. One arm is laid on the armrest, while the other lies on his side, his hand resting on his thigh. He tilts his head to the side and silently examines me.

I shift under his piercing gaze, his eyes scrutinising my every motion and feature.

"Soundproof."

My ears perked up at the sound of his voice, which both intimidated and enchanted me.

I give him a confused expression.

He rolled his eyes and motioned to the room with his tatted index finger, which he circled.

My mouth formed an O when I realised what he meant.

When I returned my gaze to him, he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Talk." He commands coldly.

And it was all the assurance I needed to spill out everything.

I told him everything, from the moment he left me in the alleyway, up until the man left.

Angel's demeanour remained unchanged; he stared at me as I spoke, despite the fact that you could see the rage welling up within him.

His hands clenched and unclenched as his light eyes darkened.

As I finished speaking, we fell silent.

He looked at me emotionlessly before averting his gaze. As he stared blankly at his shoes, his hand went through his silky hair.

"Angel?" I call out softly.

He raises his eyes to me and indicates with his two fingers for me to come over.

I don't waste any time and approach him.

As I sat down, my legs brush against his, and I ignored the tingles that ran through my body.

I shift my weight to the side so that I can face him.

He rolls his eyes and pulls my body onto his lap.

My cheeks begin to flush, I gradually shift myself on his lap and put my attention on him.

"Why didn't you just take it?" He asks me quietly.

I look at him dumbfounded.

"Angel, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have been able to do it." I tell him honestly.

It was true. I truely wouldn't of been able to steal from him, it would break me.

As he nods, his bottom lip tucks in between his teeth.

He looks longingly at me as if he's deep in thought.

I twirl the chain around my finger as I play quietly with it around his neck.

"We'll give him the money." He says which makes my eyes widen.

"And then,

He pauses and gradually raises his hand to my neck, his fingertips lingering on my bruise.

I'll kill him." He finishes.

I bite my lower lip and give him a nervous expression.

"What are your plans?" I ask.

He raises his gaze to mine and leans in close.

As we got closer and closer, my breath grew heavy, and he was only an inch away from touching me.

My body craved for his lips as soon as they brushed against mine.

"You'll have to act distant with me." He whispers against my lips.

I frown knowing I wasn't going to like this.

"That way, he won't suspect I know." He says, brushing his thumb along my bottom lip.

"That's only your part. I'll take care of the rest." He tells me and looks me in the eyes.

I sigh and nod.

He kisses me on the cheek and wraps his arms around me, his head buried in my neck.

"You okay, moonlight?" He asks me.

"I am now," I say that with sincerity.