Chapter 12
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Yakov's POV :
I woke up from a two hour nap and looked at the angel sleeping in my arms is what the cheesy cliché guys say. Like I said, I'm not those guys.
Her head was on my chest and her arm was wrapped around me while both my arms were around her. I mean, for a human, she looked beautifully gorgeous. I wonder how she'll look when she'll turn into a vampire, not that I care about her looks, I'm just saying.
"Stop staring at me you Neanderthal." She said with her eyes still closed.
Surprise engulfing me.
"What? I'm not staring at you."
"I can sense you."
I suddenly stood up and shook her by her shoulders, "WHAT?! Did another vampire bite you?? Answer me Angela!!"
She kept her hand on my cheek and casually said, "Chillax, bruh. I saw it from the mirror."
He growled loudly and said, "BRUH?!! I'm anything, but your bro."
"Okay, sis."
"What the hell Angela?"
"You're the one who said you're anything but my bro, so I called you sis."
"Do you want me to prove I'm not your bro or sis."
She kept that smug look and crossed her arms like a teacher, a pretty smokin' one.
"You're hundred years too early for that little Ms. sunshine."
"WHAT?! I AM NOT LITTLE MS.SUNSHINE!!!"
"Dude, relax."
Then she started massaging my shoulders as an excuse to dig her nails into my shoulders. When I didn't show any sign of protest, this time she was the one angry.
"Why aren't you protesting?"
"Omigosh! Omigosh! Angela, your hurting me!" I said with a high pitched girly voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I still don't know why you didn't want me as your mate. I felt.....rejected. First my parents and now y-" I didn't let her finish her sentence as I captured her lips with mine.
She feels awful because of me. I held her really tight like she'd go away. She just shed a single tear while closing her eyes.
"Aw, don't cry baby."
I quickly wiped it away with my thumb. She's so strong. She kept all her emotion pent up and emerged as a strong woman.....and the best of all.....she's mine, my mate.
THE END!
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Angela's POV :
I don't know why I am feeling emotional and all, but I was being honest when I said I was feeling rejected.
When Yakov kissed me, it's like all the sadness was gone and a tear escaped my eye and I don't know why. Hey! That rhymed.
I don't really care what Yakov does, but who am I kidding. We all know that I care for Yakov....a LOT which is not supposed to happen, but I keep it hidden. Like I said, I'm not going to be the typical wife.
"So why? You didn't tell me the reason." I asked him.
He sighed and said, "I'm a mafia don, I'm dangerous for you, I'm the lord of vampires, I'm too dark for you, I'm a businessman, I won't get enough time with you."
I touched his cheek, "This whole situation is sappy and all, but Yakov that's what makes you beautiful."
"I am NOT beautiful. I am so hot as fire and waaay handsome."
"Yeah, yeah whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Hey! We both know that's true."
"Yakov, I can be your personal assistant and help you with your business. Anyway, I'm gonna be the queen and be with you, so you can spend all of your time with me. Oh and dangerous is my middle name."
He chuckled and pulled me closer to him.
I said, "Why did I think that the evil spirits were more handsome than you."
"Sweetheart, like I said, they used my aura and enhanced it when they put it around themselves."
"So I actually felt that way about you?"
He smirked and said, "Exactly."
"Don't get ideas and stop dreaming about me."
When I said that, he immediately replied, "Oh you have no idea."
Yakov said, "By the way, I'm k********g you again."
"NO! I have my own life."
"What difference will it make if you live in my place?"
"Oh, so I'm not really kidn*pped kidn*pped?"
"No, you're staying with me forever. It's not like I'll lock you up or anything darling."
"Okay then I give you permission to 'kidnap' me."
He chuckled and lifted me up bridal style. He ACTUALLY RAN back to his house while carrying me.
When we reached there, he whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to carry you inside as well?"
"No that's okay. Don't think I'll say that. Carry me in there you oversized monkey!"
"Way to ruin the moment Angela!"
When he carried me inside, I was about to get down, but he held me tighter.
"Nuh ah ah. Not so fast there little ms. sunshine. Let me carry you to your room as well."
He opened the door to a room and put me down on the most comfiest bed. I looked around and the room was in a mixture of silver, red and black. It looked dark and dangerous, yet so beautiful, just like Yucko. Wait! What am I saying now?
I started bouncing on the bed because it was so plushy. Yakov had an amused expression on his face and said, "Should I be calling you monkey now?"
"Give it a rest Yakov."
"One little monkey jumping on the bed-"
I cut him off before he could even finish that stupid rhyme or song, "Shut it!"
"Shut what?"
"Your mouth."
"Make me." He closed his eyes waiting for me to kiss him.
I took out a glue tube and said, "Well, well, well. I haven't used this baby in a long time."
He snapped his eyes open and was shocked before a smirk replaced it, "Not so submissive, are we?"
"Not in a million years."
"We'll see about that."
I was sitting on a huge king sized bed, there were beautiful star paintings on the ceiling, there was even a mirror next to his closet. The room was beautiful and I loved it.
Just then a question popped up into my mind, "Why am I sharing rooms with you?"
He rubbed his chin and acted like he was thinking, "Weeell, I have a bed to sleep on, stars to help me sleep, a mirror to look at myself although I don't need it, but wait, I don't have anyone to share it with."
I couldn't stop the butterflies in my stomach although I know he's flirting with me, something forced me to walk up to him.
I pinched his cheeks and ruffled his hair, "Awww, is big boy trying to be sweet?"
He scoffed and I pulled him into a hug, an affectionate one at that. Something tells me he was a lonely boy, but that's gonna change because Angela's in the house!
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