Carla
“D…Don Angelo…?” You’ve got to be kidding me! How is it him? He… he cut the lights to save me? I am so doomed.
To think I’ve been praying to have him come to my rescue, and now that he’s here, all my alarm bells are just ringing anyhow. What is he going to do to me now?
Seeing how he's quietly seated with his eyes closed, I wish I could just wrap my hands around his waist and place my head on his chest… I just want to hear his heartbeat…Breathe in his manly scent and calm my nerves. The scare is finally over.
Silly girl! Control yourself. Control yourself.
Everything is coming back to me now. Offering my help to Lucinda, sewing dresses after so many years of not touching anything related to fashion, modeling on that stage, escaping with Lucinda, my abduction, and now, Don Angel
