Angel or devil

I held his hand before he could leave, "Be safe." He caressed my cheeks and kissed my forehead. His eyes lowered down to my lips and he shut his eyes and swallowed deeply. I knew exactly what he wanted to do but we can't kiss on the lips ever again cuz if that happens... everything will not be okay with us and he knew it too. He cleared his throat, "I promise." And with that, he left.

*Few hours later*

"Andrea we can't go there," I gave Xander on of my best pouts but it didn't seem to be working. "We can go there only if we have his permission," Xander said for the millionth time. What's so bad about Theodore's work place? I have never seen him working and he's been out for a very long time and I'm worried so it's a win-win situation.

That's when I had an idea. I picked up my phone and pretended to call Theodore. "Hi Theo!" I said and looked at Xavier's face. "Can Xavier bring me to your office?" I kept quiet for a while as if I was waiting for Theodore to agree and then I squealed happily. "Thanks Theo. You're the best,"I said and 'hung up'. "He agreed," I lied and Xavier fell for it.

About thirty minutes later, we were in front of a warehouse. We both got out of the car and Xavier led me inside. I heard some cries of pain in the warehouse and I clung on to Xavier for dear life. "He's inside," Xavier said. We reached a huge room with some weapons on the table. I saw Theodore punching a guy who was tied to the wall with a rope. I gasped in shock.

Theodore stopped and looked at me. His eyes widened, "Andrea what are you doing here?" That question made Xavier realized I had tricked him into bringing me here but that didn't matter to me anymore. "Fuck! I shouldn't have believed her," Xavier groaned, " -she tricked me." Theodore glared at his brother, "Just leave." Xavier put his hands up as if to say "I surrender" before he left.

"You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

"You're crazy," I whispered. I pulled out the shiny black gun from his waistband and aimed it at his forehead but he didn't even flinch. "Fuck you Mr. Black," I said with a sweet smile. Instead of moving away from me he came closer. He wrapped his palm around my neck, "That was hot." Is he crazy? I have a gun pointing at his goddamn head and all he can say is that?

I brought the gun down to his shoulder. "I thought you were a good person Theo," I whispered before shooting his shoulder. He still didn't flinch. "What you just did made me want to bend you over," he mumbled into the crook of my neck. I pushed him off me and tucked the gun into the waistband of my jeans, "Have fun with having a bullet stuck in your fucking body." I walked out.

Ever since I was a kid I had known about the mafia and I started getting trained since I was 16 by a guy I met during my childhood. I always went there after work which was always very tiresome for me cuz I also had to deal with my dad's beating after that. I've never been out if control except when I let my emotions get to me; especially my anger.

I never wanted to expose this part of me but Theodore Black brought it out and I hope he knows a way to put this part of me back where it came from because I don't think she's going back anytime soon.