ANGEL
“No.” I pulled the bag closer to my body, glaring at him even as panic spread through me. How did he know?
He moved in a rapid blur, yanking it from my grip with a strength that made mine very weak in comparison.
I screamed and lunged for it, trying to grab it back, but his arms were longer and his muscular body was a wall I couldn’t get past. He dumped the contents onto the floor between us.
“They’re just sweets!” I screamed in annoyance.
Vincent looked at the candies scattered across the polished floor.
Then his eyes cut back to mine. The expression on his face made my stomach twist coldly.
Even with the perfect disguise of the sweet wraps, he knew exactly what he was looking at.
“It doesn’t look like candies to me.”
“If you want it so badly you can just have it,” I s
