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His Broken Angel Punishment For Hurting Her
Nick put her back on her seat and started the engine. A determined look set across his features as he sped the car forward. At first, Angela couldn't comprehend the reason behind his sudden move but penny dropped when she glanced at the rearview mirror. Black cars were chasing after them.A sense of urgency nipped at her insides. She had to do something. "You cannot outrun them. You better stop this," Angela tried to persuade him into ending this madness. Tried to scare him but in futile. Nick kept his gaze ahead on the deserted road. She tried but couldn't catch a grain of fear in his demeanor. Not a slightest chink in his armor. And that frightened her. He should be afraid for what he had done."Stop now," Angela demanded authoritatively but to no avail. His jaw was set and eyes dead set ahead. His indifference to the situation was both annoying and scaring her. She was doubtful that he even realised what he had done. He had threatened the Serranos in their homeland. No matte
His Broken Angel His Madness
The man holding the rod stepped forward and pressed the rod to the bullet wound Nate had given him. Nick's body tensed reflexively and his jaw clenched as the rod scorched his insides. The excruciating pain stole his breath away. But he endured it without letting out a hiss. He took it as his punishment for hurting an Angel. His angel.A hiss of burning skin dominated the quiet warehouse. Killian watched with stoic expression as the boy took the pain without a word of protest.His resolve as tough as him. He wasn't going to break. He will not divorce her. ...............Angela was anxious. What if Killian killed him? What if he tortured him to the point he died? Thoughts like this churned up in her mind all day, terrifying her. She hoped he would listen to Killian and sign the papers. Tears refused to leave her eyes. What kind of mess was it? What should she do? She was mad at him for what he did, she resented him for that but she didn't want him to die. No, she would never never
His Broken Angel Revenge Marriage
FLASHBACKThe wedding was done. She was Mrs. Leah Muller now. Leah Theo Muller. Leah stared at her appearance in the mirror with a blank expression. She was donning an expensive gown. Her long black hair was pinned up in a beautiful updo. She looked ethereal. She had the kind of beauty that could mesmerise anyone and today she was looking her best. No doubt, she had captured many hearts alongwith praises today. It was a big day for her. But she wasn't exactly happy.Three months had passed since she saw him last time. Nickaulas. He came like a flurry of rain in a drought and disappeared just like that. He didn't even come to their wedding. It was a good thing though. If they had to move on then they should stay apart. It had hurt to walk away but what else could she do. She loved him but she loved her dad more. Her family had flown to a foreign country overnight with nothing on their hands. Callum had snatched everything from them and blacklisted her dad. Her dad had to struggle a lot
His Broken Angel Keeping Her Close
The door creaked violently as a man opened the door for her. A stream of sunlight dashed into the warehouse but got lost in its darkness. She got inside the warehouse, apprehension uncoiled itself in the depth of her stomach like a wounded snake. The room was cold and dark but what made it ominous was a foul smell that infested it. The smell of charred skin. She didn't have to think hard to know whose. Her chest constricted painfully. Killian went way too far with this. "Turn on the lights," she forced past a tight knot in her throat and demanded. She could hear her pulse in her ears. A soft click rung in the air before a faint light illuminated over him. It wasn't strong enough to light up the whole room but just enough to shed light on him.A crushing agony wrenched through her insides like a hot knife, almost immobilising her when she spotted him sprawled in a small chair. Almost lifeless. His long legs were spread out, his head lolling back in the chair, His whole body was shea
His Broken Angel Persuading Him
"Killian wouldn't let you," she argued back, feeling her face burning with hot rage. "You wanna see?" he dared her, digging deep into her eyes. He wasn't kidding. He was fucking serious. If she walked out on him he will make the whole world regret it. She had no fucking idea the length he could go for her. If he can sit here and quietly take all the torture for her, he can wreak destruction too. And no one will be able to stop him. Not Killian, not his dad, not even her God. Nobody. Angela felt a chill coursing down her spine when she noticed a flash of sternest resolve in his eyes. Those silver orbs had never looked this fearsome, this deadly. Her features crumpled. "Why are you doing this? Why can't you just let me go?" a sense of defeat in her tone. A drop of tear slipped down her eye. This was tiring her out. Never in her life she had imagined that one day she would plead with him to let her go and he would threaten her to keep her with him. He slid down the chair
His Broken Angel Power And Dominance
"No..no....Don't say that," she shook her headas tears poured down her cheeks. Her defencescrumbling in the face of his confession. How long she had been craving to hear it from him. She had always daydreamed about him confessing to her. So much that it had started to feel like a far-fetched dream now. "I love you, sweetheart. I love you......" he repeated over and over again for her to listen and believe it."Don't say it...don't.." she lowered her face and clenched her eyes shut. She didn't want to hear it for it didn't bring her boundless joy she had expected but a ruthless stab of pain. It didn't make her heart flutter but squeezed it brutally.He held her tearstained cheeks and brought his lips closer to her face. He will take all her pain away and fill her life with happiness. He planted a brief kiss on her cheek. mumbling the words against her soft skin. A chaste contact and he felt his entire being glowed up. Ho
His Broken Angel Without Her
Everything sucks!The world had stopped being beautiful without his green-eyed beauty. It was now dull and cold and cruel. It wasn't his first heartbreak but it hurt much worse than the first time. The inside of his chest felt hollow. In place of heart, a violent pain kept throbbing inside it. The burn of heartache was mercilessly tearing through his inside. He didn't want to feel this constant burning that she had left him with. It was a cruel torture. He didn't want to go on without her. The shadows were hunting him again. He felt the vicious claws slowly closing over him, dragging him back into its clutches. Only she could set him free. But she was gone. His angel was gone. Without her, everything was pointless. Everything. "I love her, Mom," he utterd while blankly staring off at the wall. Deep melancholy filtered through his expression, it had dulled his eyes. His head was on her lap. Back in his childhood, he would come to her and put his head on her lap like this whenever
His Broken Angel Trust
She eyed him up with a calm expression before stepping aside for letting him in. He walked in like an agitated animal. Leah took a sip of her drink. "Theo and I are divorcing," she revealed with a faint smile. After he woke up, he told her that he will divorce her. Nick turned around sharply and fixed her with a flaming glare. " I want you to tell Angela that we didn't sleep together," he stated, completely ignoring her remark. Her smile shrunk. "You can tell her this yourself," Leah replied with a small frown between her brows. Disappointed that he was here for her. "She doesn't believe me," he replied. Leah smirked humorlessly. "What makes you think she will believe me?" she asked in a bored tone. He bounded over to her and stared down at her. "She might or might not. I have no other way to prove it to her. If there is even an ounce of chance that she may believe you, I am not letting that go," he firmly asserted. There were already a sea of differences between them.
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