ANGEL
He extended his hand like he expected me to simply take it.
I stood frozen, staring at his palm like it was a venomous snake coiled to strike.
I couldn’t take it. Taking his hand would mean leaving. Abandoning Daniel. I couldn’t betray the one person who’d ever truly wanted me.
I shook my head, the movement small and jerky.
“No.”
“Angel—”
“No.” My voice grew stronger, fueled by rising panic and desperate loyalty.
“Daddy’s coming for me. He’s coming to get me and I’m not going anywhere without him.”
Something darkened in Vincent’s eyes, a look like grief and fury was fighting for dominance.
Then, all of a sudden his hand shot out and clamped around my wrist.
“NO!” I exploded into motion immediately, twisting and yanking, trying desperately to break his iron grip. “Let m
