Angela’s pov 💅
“Miss, are you going to the beach?” a girl came up to me and asked.
“Yeah, how did you know?” I asked and smiled. She seemed sweet.
“Oh no, you shouldn’t go. They’re here again,” the girl’s face was filled with great fear.
“They?” I stared at her with confusion.
“You must be new here then. You shouldn’t go to the beach late at night because there are a lot of bad and dangerous men there,”
she looked as if she was about to choke between her words.
“You mean like, gangsters?” I asked.
“Yes, but they’re no ordinary gangsters.
Their leader, Mason Viton, has the strongest mafia in our country.
So, I’d warned you, you better not go near the beach late at night,” she smiled and walked away.
Weird, I mean, she’s weird. I don’t even know her, and I’m sure as hell that she doesn’t know me either.
So why did she suddenly come up to me and tell me all these?
I looked at her with confusion as she walked away. Okay,
if I can’t go to the beach, at least I can go to the bar and have a fresh drink.
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I smiled to myself and turned towards the bar.
“Can I have one Stout please?” I smiled and sat on the transparent bar stool.
“Your Stout, miss,” the bartender smiled and placed my drink on the bar.
“Thanks,” I took a sip and looked around.
All I could see was couples dancing with their arms connected as the song ‘California King Bed’ came on.
I smiled while looking at them. Sometimes,
I can truly feel the bond between them. It’s true love and love is perfect when you’re with the perfect ones.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Look who’s here! Such a pretty woman in this bar. It’s my luck tonight.
Woman, will you dance with me?” the drunken man touched my waist.
“Hey! Keep your hands off to yourself!” I yelled angrily.
“Aww, little missy is angry? Look, guys. This little missy doesn’t want to dance with me,” he pouted.
I’m pretty sure the guys at the back were his servant or whatever you call it.
“What should we do with her? Should we teach her a little lesson?
Come here, baby girl. Daddy will teach you how to be a polite woman,” the man pulled me into his embrace.
“Get away from me, you pervert!” I hit him and shoved him away.
I can’t stand his smell. It’s too strong and trust me, if you were me, you’d probably be on the floor with your eyes closed right now.
“Get away from her!” the bartender came to my rescue.
“Who do you think you are? This is our girl, shoo!” the drunken man said.
I sighed, seemed like it didn’t help.
“Well, let’s see if you dare to shoo me,” another man emerged and approached us.
I couldn’t see him but his voice is such a turned on.
He has a rough and deep voice. Oh, such a sexy voice.
I wondered how would it sound when it called my name. Oh shit! What was I thinking?!
“Oh seriously! Another idiot, wanting to rescue this girl again?” he sighed.
“Sir, its Mason,” the man heard his brother and turned around instantly and gasped with horror.
“This is my woman, so if your filthy hands were on her any longer,
I swear that I’ll break all your fingers and your hands as well,”
the sexy-voice-man said harshly.
“I’m terribly sorry, Mason. So sorry for flirting with your woman,”
the man let go of me immediately when the sexy-voice-man spoke.
Wow, seemed like he has a great power here.
The man pushed me towards the sexy-voice-man and I was knocked by a hard-built chest.
My heart skipped a beat. The drunken man wanted to run off
Just like that? Seriously?
I’m not going to let him off the hook but then the sexy-voice-man ordered the men beside him.
“Finish them quietly. No one can live in that gang,” the sexy-voice-man took me by the waist.
Finally, I turned around and looked at him. He is, the most gorgeous man I’ve ever met.
He is extremely tall like a model, my guess, his height could be 6″3? He has dark hair, glowing grey eyes, and an athletic body that every woman in this world would dream to have a night with him.
He has well-defined and developed muscles. Man, that’s hot.
He has the sexiest lips in the world. I would die a happy girl if I could just have a kiss from him.
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