Guardian Angel

"I think I just fell in love," Enzo said, meaning every word. Her innocent and calm face, it's charming, she could be the definition of sleeping beauty if not for the slight bruises on her face.

"I should have killed those bastards, they deserve death, for doing this to your beautiful face," Enzo mutters scornfully.

"I think I have to change your clothes," He utters and presumes it's reasonable to do that. He removes the sheets from her body and his hands moves to her thighs.

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Next morning, Fiorella sniffs and moans out in pain, she flings her long eyelashes open and releases deep breaths. She sees a white ceiling and suddenly remembers what happened last night.

"Where am I? My god!" Fiorella gasps and her hand flies to her forehead as all the memories come rushing back into her mind.

"Those rapists" Fiorella shivers, tears start gathering in her eyes. She struggles to sit up.

"Don't sit up yet" Enzo intervenes, he came out of the kitchen to see her awake and he's happy abo