B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)

Thirty-seven

The night was getting late, Angel was feeling restless. He got a bad feeling, but he didn't know where to start. Angel brained Atik's closet, looking for something to wear. Angel saw a bright red lingerie that was so beautiful, she wanted to give it a try. After taking a deep breath Angel took the lingerie, she put it on under a thick brown coat. Angel deliberately used two coats of coat, just in case. Angel stood by the window, watching every snow that began to melt. Soon winter will pass, leaving a place for spring where beautiful flowers bloom. Angel realizes his stupidity, he misses a lot of fun just for the sake of ambition. He was worried, the memory of Arnold was back. Angel's daydream was so far away that he didn't notice someone knocking from behind the door.

“Ah, briefly.”

Angel walked towards the door and immediately opened it, she looked at Smith who was standing with a horrifying look.

“What are you doing miss, so you don't hear me.”

“I'm sorry Mr. Smith.”

“No problem my dear.”

Smith stepped in, Angel immediately closed the door grumbling inwardly.

'Where's James, he should have come before Smith. The man is indeed unbelievable.’

“What's my dear, is there anything that disturbs your mind?.”

“Ah, no.”

Smith found it strange to see Angel, the girl looking nervous. Smith walked up to Angel and stroked her cheeks and earlobes, making Angel let out a soft voice that sounded like a sigh.

“Since when did you become so sensitive my dear.” Smith whispered while gently blowing on Angel's ear, which made Angel feel a strange sensation.

Angel usually thrashed if treated as such, but this time she just resigned herself and enjoyed every soft touch of Smith. Smith grew curious every time Angel made a sigh, and he began to get carried away. Smith began to land his lips on Angel's lips, his right hand embracing Angel's hip and his left hand holding Angel's head. Angel was almost out of breath, Smith released Angel's lips. After adjusting their breaths to continue, Smith did not expect Angel would return the kiss and Angel's originally tensed hips began to soften, indicating that he was ready to rise to a hotter level. Smith pushed Angel into the bed without letting go of their kiss, as Smith opened the coat covering Angel's body to his surprise. Angel wearing the lingerie she gave her, Angel lying in a half-open coat. The pose he showed was so challenging, making the soul of the beast Smith rise as if answering an invitation from Angel.

Smith opened his coat, removed his shoes and belt and dropped back on Angel. Smith traced each curve of Angel's neck and other sensitive parts, while Angel removed one by one the buttons of Smith's shirt. They have not started the game but Angel's breath is starting to go wrong, making Smith more passionate. Without a second thought he took off his shirt and pants, leaving behind gray shorts. Smith's body looked gallant, with sweat running around his chest. Angel looked at Smith's body meticulously, he started glancing at Smith's left arm. Smith ignored Angel's gaze, he got too far carried away. As they kissed for the umpteenth time Angel turned the position, this time she was on Smith's body. He gently touched each curve of the smith muscle, slowly lifting his body and standing upright. Smith was initially confused, but seeing Angel who was about to open his coat he just waited. Angel smiled and...

Dorrr....

“What the heck, arghhhh.”

Smith felt excruciating pain, and blood continued to flow. He tried to stop the blood flowing with his right hand.

“I should have known, you.... You're the one who killed my father. That tattoo, I still remember it well.”

Smith smiled cunningly.

“Heh.., it turns out that you can remember everything. You're right Aqila, I set you up. Or I can call you BlackRose, you're smart, baby. But not smart enough to match me.”

Smith jumped towards Angel like a tiger, Angel was shocked not playing now he was cornered. Angel looking for an opening to escape from Smith, he hit a wound on Smith's left arm making Smith scream. He quickly reached the door knob, lucky he did not lock it. Inside the elevator a group of men came out and chased Angel down the hallway, panicking Angel running towards the emergency exit and down the stairs quickly.

‘Sialan.’

Three people had been waiting for him downstairs, and three others had followed him down the stairs. Angel opened the emergency exit and out of there, he ran towards the nearest elevator. Luckily no one was there, Angel quickly pressed the button. The elevator started to go down but Angel felt strange, glancing at the surveillance camera. Angel just remembered that Smith could see it from there, Angel started to retreat. He tried to avoid by standing right under the camera so that no one saw his presence, this time the elevator stopped right on the ground floor. With Angel quickly running out, several officers standing at the exit made Angel confused. Angel took a deep breath.

“It’s show time.” Mumbled Angel.

Angel saw the janitor's trolley, rushed up to him and pushed him towards the front door. The shocked guards immediately dodged, immediately Angel jumped down when the trolley hit the front door. Realizing the opportunity, Angel ran over and kicked one of the officers. Naas, another officer pulled the coat Angel was wearing sparingly and she took off the coat and ran away from the apartment. Angel did not recognize the streets of London well, he just continued to run turn through the hallway just by using lingerie while occasionally looking back. When he reached a dead-end alley Angel quickly looked for a place to hide, he climbed over the fence and entered the yard of people's houses.

Angel leaned over, hugging her knees. His body trembled with the cold air, he felt so weak that he did not have enough energy to get up. Angel's feet froze, looking at the back door. The lights are dimly lit, Angel crawls slowly and tries to knock on the door hoping that the homeowner will be happy to help her.

“Excuse me.., is anyone inside. Please help me.”

Angel screamed a few times, no answer. He bent his knees again and hugged her tightly, Angel's lips began to turn blue. Angel glanced at the door he saw the shadow of someone walking, with the rest of the energy he had Angel knocking back on the door.

“Please, anyone. Please me.”