"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋" .......... "You" his harsh and demanding voice was full of rage and fury. Her body got numb. She wanted nothing but escape this hell. "Who do you think you are?" he stated rather than questioned, his inflammable wrath guided her to ruination. He blurted again "Are you a spy?" .She kept silent. She never had the courage to speak and her fragile body had no single strength left in them. Her vision was still covered with the black piece of cloth. "Fucking speak" he seethed. The recent pain stung yet his sharp grip on her face hardened. She was forced to speak. Her mind was filled with chaos. Encouraging herself and gathering enough strength, finally, she spoke "N-No" she whimpered and said barely audible. Her throat was dry and she coughed violently. His eyes darkened " And why should I believe you?" he gritted his teeth, voice hoarse, jaws clenched, and still his tight grasp on her soft face. ........... Domenico Dalton Dark One who resembles DEATH Diana Alessia Alessandra One who resembles LIFE