Wrong Destination (Dangerous World S1)

CHAPTER 15

ANGEL'S POV

HER chest was afraid that the moment she closed her eyes and when she opened her eyes, it would disappear from her sight. She closed her eyes while breathing deeply and upon opening her eyes, she observed her own image in the mirror.

❝Learn to be content,❞ she ordered herself while staring at her own image in the mirror.

In this world we should be satisfied with what can be given to us because people who don't know how to be satisfied and want something impossible to happen will end up lost. She should be content.

❝Being just a friend of the guy she loves is so lucky to be, cause she could be the one will be there in every time❞ she tries to be happy while telling herself.

Angel looked carefully at her own image in the mirror and when she made sure that she looked good. She took a deep breath before opening the washroom door then went to where Daem's guests were, while she was looking for Daem she took a glass of wine . The shouts caught her attention, she almost didn't move from where she was standing when she heard the shouts.

❝Body Shot,❞ the guests shouted.

That's world is not familiar on her, she didn't know what is the meaning of they so called ❛Body Shot,❜. But it's not good to hear what they call ❛Body Shot,❜ in her ears, she feels like she wouldn't want to see with her own eyes what they call ❛Body Shot,❜.

Her heart wanted to scream ❝Don't do,❞ but she can't cause she doesn't have the rights.

All she could do was watch them and hope that the feelings she was trying to hide wouldn't be hurt. The nervousness in her chest grew faster as a woman with a sticky look on her beloved approached and could see the teasing smile in her eyes.

All she wants to do now is the yard she loves, but she can't do it no matter how much she wants because first of all it doesn't belong to her. She can't be territorial here and secondly her position is only a friend in life of her beloved.

Angel still didn't let go of a glass of wine that was still full of wine. Her blood was boiling and her grip was tightening on a glass of wine in her hands.

When it was so close, it almost stuck to her beloved and her jaw creaked when the woman put one of her fingers on the lips of her beloved and when she wandered one of its fingers on the body of her beloved, she wanted to cut off the finger of the blasphemer who touched what should only be eaten by her.

The looks she was giving to this woman's were as if she wanted to kill. She poured all her strength, all her anger into the glass she was holding. She gripped the glass tighter and tighter until she heard and got the attention of everyone who heard a glass break.

She saw concern in Daem's eyes, which she couldn't understand the reason for. It took big steps to quickly get closer to her. And when he was in front of her, he stared at her eyes full of concern.

She was just surprised by what he did because he took off his clean white t-shirt, she swallowed three times when she saw the six pennies on his body facing and touching her.

She didn't blink because she didn't want to lose sight of the most beautiful sight she had seen in her entire life. She used to think that what she would like to look at and never tire of is the beautiful flowers, but what she liked more and never tire of was the very muscular body of her beloved.

She loved the scene in front of her so much, she was so surprised that he destroyed the t-shirt he took off right in front of her. Her heart beat faster when he touched her right arm, realizing what he was planning.

It was only there that she realized she was bleeding, her blood was dripping on her right hand because of the tightening of her grip on the glass full of wine that was broken by hee furious feelings that she poured into the glass she was holding.

But she doesn't feel the pain earlier caused by the wound on her right hand that she felt like she was numb earlier because her mind was focused on Daem, but now that she can see every drop of her blood, she can also feel the pain of her wound.

Daemon shook the piece of t-shirt fabric he was holding, then twisted it around and tied it to her right hand to stop the blood from spilling on her right hand.

Your simple moves, and your good treat on me make me fall deeper on you.