The Prisoner of the Devils'

Angel

"S—Skylar …."

Only one word came out from the girl's pale lips as well as a drop of fast-flowing tears, drenching her smooth cheeks that looked so pale. Making Skylar dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at the beautiful figure before him.

There was nothing happier than the sound that came out of the lips of her beloved girl. The voice he had been waiting for all this time finally Skylar could hear it also spoken from the lips of his beloved girl.

"Yes .. yes." The man gulped his saliva violently. "You know me? I—ini .. It's me Skylar. You just called my name, honey?"

Silent.

"Angel, you know me, don't you?" skylar asked again, though the girl did not respond, assuring him that what she had just heard was not the usual hallucination. The girl's voice was real. Cite his name clearly despite stammering.

Let alone Skylar, the servants who stood not far from them were also stunned when they heard the normal voice of their Miss who had not been heard for months. They did not even believe it, the girl was finally able to recognize Mr. Skylar. Though all this time, the girl had very often attacked Skylar when he was raging like that. The parents often even come home with the results of scratches or blows from the lady. Because the girl did not like the man who came to her place at all.

The woman was always thrashing and pouncing on whoever she saw when she woke up. Therefore, Skylar had never allowed a single man to enter this room, except her. Even a doctor who routinely checks the state of the girl named Angela is a middle-aged woman. Skylar really restricts anyone of the male sex from coming to the place.

"D—dia ... don't …."

The shrillness rang out again, breaking the silence in the dimly lit room, making Skylar again raise her head, staring fixedly at those glazed dark eyes. As if he understood what the girl was saying, Skylar spoke again

"Yes, Angel. He is with me, and soon I will marry him. I promise I won't let you down. Trust me, honey."

And the tears came back to drip, making the pair of blue irises that saw it immediately wipe her gently. The girl's pale and dry lips were about to voice something but Skylar quickly said, "You take it easy. He is already in my grasp. Soon the girl will be crushed in my hands she will really make me suffer. Be patient, dear."

****

A man in his formal attire appeared to have just gotten out of the car. He stepped wide towards his house while displaying an arrogant face that was authoritative.

"To my work space, now!" His orders to the personal assistant as well as his trusted person—without stopping his steps.

"What's wrong?" he asked after arriving and sitting in his private workspace while staring at his personal assistant.

His eyes were still observing the movement of the assistant who seemed to be pulling something out of the brown map, then a second later, the man thrust a few sheets of paper at him.

"We have word that the man is getting married, Mr. Gavin," said the assistant who made the eyebrows of the man in front of him raise up high as he grabbed the papers that had just been placed on the table.

The assistant cleared slowly. "We can distract him through that woman, boss."

Gavino's sinister face slowly looked calm. One corner of his lips was attracted to form a faint sly smile. He confirmed the words of his assistant just now. Without the need for a lengthy explanation, he understood, completely understood.

That woman would certainly be Skylar's weakness, right?

His smile became more and more obvious. He then looked back at the assistant with a gaze that seemed like his victory was in sight and said, "Do whatever it is that can make my meeting with him seem unplanned!"

****

Starla who was standing enjoying the view of the park below it again. Since that incident, exactly two days ago, Starla's heartbeat has never stabilized just because she heard the door open. His bedtime could not even be said to be normal, so afraid he would prefer to watch the door of the room rather than having to close his eyes for fear if suddenly Skylar re-entered his room and again attacked him very brutally.

For God's sake, it's really disgusting!

But it was undeniable that there was a feeling of relief in his heart. Because since the incident, Skylar has never shown the trunk of his nose again.

Wh why? I don't know. The woman did not want to know. Very unwilling to find out why the mentally ill man was never seen again.

Good thing, Starla was hoping that the man would completely disappear from the face of this earth, so that the man would not come back and harass her once more. Really, Starla was hoping that death would soon pick up the jerk. Starla very much hopes that it will happen and restore her calm life as ever.

And during those two days, Starla always prayed for anything that could make Skylar die suddenly so that he could be free from all the threats posed by the jerk man.

The girl then took a deep breath, then went back to exhaling slowly. His eyes closed, enjoying the wind that hit his nodding face. Both of his hands were placed on top of that iron trellis. It looks like this place will be his favorite. The garden really looks beautiful in front of him. Moreover, at night, the garden really looks beautiful, making it feel comfortable and serene.

The sound of a key and the door being opened made his eyes slowly open, then turned around and stepped through the glass barrier door. But suddenly he stopped. Jeane's alleged entry into his room—lewap instantaneously when his pupils caught the figure of his life-replacing angel who was standing on the doorstep of the room.

Oh God!

Body vibrates. Somehow his feelings were getting more and more uneasy with Skylar's current appearance. What's more when he saw the sharp gaze of the man who moved from the tip of his foot to his head, then looked back into his eyes. The savage man seemed to be observing his body. With a look of eyes that were truly harassing. That guy is really brash.

His heart seemed to be forcibly snatched away as Skylar stepped towards him. Not fast. Really, the man's steps were very relaxed, but that was not what made Starla also step back, but her face and eyes. The man's face darkened, the look in his eyes emitting an extremely deep hatred, not to mention a cunning grin that curved very clearly on one of his lips.

This situation is really scary!