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Angela's POV

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I heaved a sigh of fulfilment as I locked my office door and headed for the elevator.

Just seven days more and I'll be getting married to Eros. I needed to get home before he did because he had no idea I came to do something at the office. Even my brother didn't know I came to the company.

Giuliano had given me the two months off so I could rest properly and focus on my pre and post wedding preparations but I suddenly got this nice inspiration this morning and since I didn't take my laptop with me the last time I came to the office, I had to quickly come to the company to document it.

I would document it more efficiently at the office than if I asked my assistant to pick my laptop and bring it home.

Upon starting my car, my ringing tone vibrated but it was an unknown caller.

I slid my thumb over it and put the call on speaker while driving out of the park.

"Angel?" The person said immediately I picked it and my heart nearly jumped into my mouth.

That voice.

My blood ran cold and my eyes instantly went wide. Feeling emotions surge through me at the scare, tears brimmed in my eyes.

I instantly parked my car by the roadside.

"Angel, are you there?" He repeated.

"H-hello..." I muttered. My hands started to tremble and I let out a shaky breath. "Who's t-this?"

"Thank God Angel... every means I tried to use in contacting you kept getting blocked. I thought you didn't want me anymore. It seems Brown and Pearson were wrong all along. You still have me in mind. Wait, you just asked who this is. It's Pedro. Pedro Denaro. The man who loves you to the moon and back."

I released another shaky breath and looked around, hoping I wasn't being followed.

Then I secured my door locks. The voices started ringing in my head and I could hear screaming and shouting reverberating all around me.

My eyes blurred.

"Are you still mad at me for kidnapping you?"

I shut my eyes tight. Then opened them and exhaled. "Yes."

It was more of fear than anger but I dare not mention that.

"I heard you're getting married."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry. I should've fought him fair and square. I shouldn't have played dirty by kidnapping you."

"Hmm."

"I wish we were together. I remember the first time I laid my eyes on you. Ku had your hair in a messy bun that day. You looked so beautiful, you took my breath away. I fell in love with you on the spot. The only thing I kept telling myself was that I'd met my Angel and being with her would be like me living in paradise."

He sounded so innocent that it scared me because I knew how easily he could switch from one personality to another.

"How have you been?" I asked softly, remembering Toby, his childhood personality.

He sighed. "It's been hell, Angel. I had to go through rigorous tests. It scared me. They think I need help and also need to be in a- in a military zoned psychiatric hospital. They said I'm too bad for you. The Del Peiro family joined forces with other families to pressurize my family and they had to give me up. I felt so helpless."

"Where are you now?" I asked and instantly regretted it. Why was I asking? I shouldn't even be speaking to him in the first place, talk less pitying him after everything he put me through.

I just felt like he was pitiful, especially with his childhood personality which suffered a great mental blow in the hands of his nanny.

"I'm in the facility. I got someone to sneak in a phone so I could speak to you."

"You should forget about me. I am getting married to the person I love and that person isn't you. Don't call me again. Please..."

"Angel? Can't we at least be friends?" He asked frantically. "Brown told me to-"

"Goodbye Pedro."

"Wait please. Can you not tell your family about this? I just...want to be able to talk to you. I don't care if they keep me here, as long as I can talk to you. My sweet angel."

"No. Goodbye."

I ended the call and blocked the number instantly.

Then I called Eros.

"Angel?" His voice instantly made me feel a soothing relief because that same word he'd just called, sounded different from when the other man called me about a minute ago. "What's wrong? Are you back from my mom's place?"

I blinked. "I- I didn't go to your parent's place Eros. I...I went to work. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you wouldn't want that and you'd try to talk me out of it. I had to do something urgently."

"You need to rest angel. I only said that for your own good. Are you still at work?" He asked gently, not even sounding angry as I'd expected.

"Yes. I'm just outside the company."

"You don't sound well. Did something happen?"

"Eros..." I shut my eyes tightly, wondering if I should tell him or not.

"What is it baby? Do you need me to come and pick you? Scratch that, I'm coming with Raul right now. He'll drive your car back home while you get in mine."

"Wait. There's no need. Didn't you say you have a meeting this afternoon?"

"I do. But at the moment, my wife is more important than anyone.. The meeting is still later in the evening anyway, around four thirty and the time is just twelve sixteen PM. I'll hurry back for it."

"Y-your wife?" I blushed a little, holding onto that word despite all the other things he said.

"You became my wife the first minute I saw you. Our wedding just got delayed till now. I'm already on my way. Don't end the call. What do you want for dinner?"

"Uhm, fried rice. With grilled turkey and a bottle of grape wine."

"Noted. Do you want snacks?"

"Just my favorite."

"Raul will get them on his drive back home. By the way, I've never heard you sing. Can you sing for me?" He asked as I heard the sound of his car door shutting.

"Sing?"

"I can't sing." I mumbled like a child.

"Everyone can sing, baby." He chuckled.

"I don't know if I have a good voice." I admitted.

"I'm sure you do. At least you have a good voice in bed." He ended in a deep tone and I squirmed, gripping my wheel with my left hand. "I always anticipate your melodious voice singing my name whenever you're in my arms."

"Baby... Aren't you in the car with Raul?" Scolded softly.

"He has closed his ears mentally. He's single and knows better than to hurt his own heart by eavesdropping on our loving conversation."

"You're so wicked."

"Only for you. Now as I was saying, I want you to sing me a song."

"Which?"

"Anyone. Something romantic though. Maybe Lewis Capaldi or Adele or Beyonce or Shawn."

"You listen to love songs." I noted. And heartbreak songs to, because Capaldi only sings heartbreak songs.

"Yep. Another way I'd be able to seduce you with my skills if you play hard to get."

"You're so cheesy." I giggled. "I think I'll just sing Ed sheeran's 'Perfect."

"I think that's perfect. Now let me do the intro as the DJ. Now in the building, is Angela Eros, our very own beautiful artiste who will be singing the sensational song titled 'Perfect' by Ed Sheeran. Give it up for Diva Angela!" He said like a DJ and I burst into another fit of giggles.

If it wasn't for me being behind the wheel, I'd have doubled over in laughter. "You should join the entertainment industry."

"No love, I'm leaving that to you so I can focus on business and gaining corporate connections while you take them by a storm with your superb skills."

I chuckled. "Yeah right."

"Now, it's your turn to sing."

I shook my head gently and smiled. Then started.

"I've found a love, for me..."

The smile stayed on my face as I sang the lyrics, each word meaning a lot as I related to them.

As I sang, memories of our wonderful time together kept surfacing in my mind. The times when I would wake up and just stare at him for so long, feeling dazzled. The times when he would do something surprising and catch me off guard. His intense gaze on me as if he wanted to swallow me whole, his loving touches, his caring and doting nature.

The thoughts subconsciously brightened my mood.

When I concluded the last line, I subconsciously hugged myself.

"Wow. You have a lovely voice."

"Thank you."

"You're like a carefully wrapped gift. The more I unravel you, the more I discover your many hidden potentials. You're the total package, beauty and brains."

"Well aren't you full of praises today?"

"Nope. When it's you, I'm always full of praises. We're almost at the company. Then you can tell me whatever it is that was bothering you. You know I love you right?"

"Eros..." I mumbled, wondering what I did do deserve him. He always reassured me of his love as if he was scared I would forget. His confession sent several butterflies flapping their pretty wings in my stomach and a tinge of hue stained my cheeks. "I love you too. So much."

"Good. You're all I have, Angel. You complete me. Telling you these things gives me assurance that all is well between us." He confirmed my assumptions from earlier about the reason he usually repeated how much he loves me.

"All is well. I can't wait to see you."

"We're here."

I looked around and saw his car approaching. Then they parked beside my car and I instantly alighted with my phone and bag.

His assistant gave a short greeting which I replied to before he climbed in and drove my car away.

I opened the backseat and climbed into Eros's arms, feeling like I needed the hug now more than ever.

"Drive." He ordered and I looked to see Roy, his driver. I didn't even notice him before. My whole attention had been fixed on Eros.

I hugged Eros tighter.

"What's wrong baby?"

"I just feel sad."

"No actual reason?"

I bit my lower lip, wondering if I could tell him about Pedro. Pedro had pleaded with me not to tell anyone but it was something serious and I shouldn't keep it from someone who cared so much about me.

"I received a call."

"Who called you? What did they say?" He caressed my hair gently.

"Pedro." I whispered but felt him tense, which meant he heard what I said.

"What did he say?" His voice had lost all traces of fondness and had been replaced by hostility.

"He wanted to know how I was doing and wish me on our coming wedding. He said he still loved me and would want us to be friends..."

"And you just listened to him while he spoke." He gritted out.

I shook my head quickly. "No. I told him I didn't want to be friends with him and that he shouldn't call me again because I'm getting married to the love of my life. I told him it'd be best if we never spoke again."

He kept quiet for some time so I raised my head up to look at his face.

I gasped at the anger on his face, realizing he'd only tried not to sound as angry as he looked.

I quickly climbed his lap and tried to act coquettish, palming his face in my hands. "Don't be angry. I already made it clear that I no longer want to have anything to do with him again. And immediately the call dropped, I called you because it felt like the right thing to do. So don't be mad anymore. I don't even know how he got my number."

I kissed down his jaw and neck, then unbuttoned his shirt slowly to kiss him lower. I finally stopped when I caught sight of a dust of hair on his chest, which I played with.

Eros still kept quiet till we got home and the car was parked. He then grabbed my hand and led me straight upstairs, to our room.

Once in, he pressed his lips to mine and I moaned in appreciation.

Still kissing me, he took off his jacket in a hurry and did the same with his shirt. Then we broke apart and he quickly assisted me in taking off my clothes.

I traced my palms over his tattooed chest, quickly pressing my lips to one of his nipples and he groaned in appreciation.

Our eyes locked the moment I pulled back and we seemed to communicate in some telepathy. I kicked my sandals off my feet at the last minute while he also took off his shoes and socks.

Once naked, he carried me to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Then he pressed me against the wall and hoisted one of my legs up to his waist. I was wet beyond reasoning already.

He teased my entrance with his head and I moaned, giving him a pleading look.

"Please, I need you." I moaned softly in need.

He chuckled and drove into me instantly.

"M..ahn.." I moaned, my legs almost giving out as they trembled at the powerful thrust.

He hoisted both legs up so I could wrap my legs around his waist and palmed my butt cheeks. The feeling was so intense, with him filling me up to the brim and my breath came out shakily.

"I'm tired of idiots thinking they can have you, Angel. Pedro is someone who needs help, and you are mine. To love and make love to. You are mine. In every sense. Your body is mine, your heart is mine. The minute he realizes that, the better for him." He gripped my waist and then started slamming me down on him in a steady pace.

I held his shoulders for support, feeling the anger in his thrusts as he stared at me with intense eyes.

"I'm yours, Eros. Yours." I screamed ecstatically.

"You're mine." He growled and pressed my back against the wall properly. Then he took my hands in his and pressed them against the wall, before nuzzling his nose in my neck.

His thrusts made me moan and pant in delirious melody as they came hard and fast. He pulled his face out of my neck and pecked my lips repeatedly, sucking my lower lip in a sensual way that had me releasing shameless sounds.

"I love you. I don't care how many of them are out there but you only belong to me Angela. I am possessive about my things and the person who has my heart. Everything I have is yours Angela. Everything."

"I'm yours Eros. All yours."

"And I'm yours, always." He whispered against my lips. Immediately his eyes fell down to my heaving and shaking breasts, he squeezed my left breast and I squeezed him subconsciously.

"Yes, milk me Baby."

My face contorted. "Oh...oh...yes, ahn..." I hissed in pleasure.

"No one else stands a chance. No one." He moved from the shower, where we were soaking wet and walked to the tub. Then he dropped me to my feet, leaving me with an empty feeling as he slid out of me before stepping into the tub.

I swallowed at the sight of him beckoning for me with his index finger while his manhood pointed skyward. As if I'd been hypnotized, I climbed in till and sat on his thighs. Then I gently eased on him and we both groaned.

I felt so full, my whole body was trembling with desire.

I pressed my palms on his chest for support and rotated my hips.

"Keep doing that." He hissed. "You're still as tight as the first time. So sweet. Kiss me."

I leaned in gently and kissed him, leaving sloppy trails down his chin.

His thrusts became faster and harder while I moaned and hissed, occasionally rotating my hips.

"You're so hot. I can't get enough." He moaned in my ear and at his words of endearment, my eyes instantly rolled to the back of my head.

My face contorted in pleasure. "I'm coming...Eros..." I screamed wantonly.

I felt the strong release and let go, letting out a long moan as I collapsed on his chest.

I felt spent.

Eros was not quite satiated though, and still went on for quite some time before finding his own release and letting me go. He cleaned the both of us, with me lazily rubbing against him like a baby while he did all the work.

After we got into the bed, still naked as the day we were born, he hugged me tight against himself and pressed soft kisses to my forehead.

"I'm sorry for not controlling myself. I hate hearing news about that bastard. I'll take care of him soon and he'll never disturb you again." He sounded apologetic, looking at me with guilty eyes.

"Thanks." I murmured softly. Then I dozed off.

When I woke up, Eros was on a call but he was talking in hushed tones so I couldn't hear what he was saying.

I dozed back to sleep while admiring the beautiful contours of his body and woke up again, hours later to feel Eros staring intently at me.

I gasped and sat up. "Waking up to someone staring so closely at you isn't attractive, Eros. At least not with your eyes all up in my face."

He laughed softly. "Did you sleep well?" He caressed my cheek with the back of his palm.

"Yes."

"Your meeting! Shoot!"

"Relax Angel. I just got back from work. I went back after you slept. You sleep like a baby, so cute." He pecked my nose.

I yawned, only to remember I was still naked with only the duvet covering me. I quickly covered my breasts, feeling heat creep up to my cheeks at the sudden raw hunger in his eyes as they trailed over me slowly.

Eros was quick to trace his hand into the covering and between my thighs.

"What are you trying to do?" I asked in a hoarse voice, like I didn't know what he was trying to do.

He shrugged. "I'm trying to make you juicy so I can eat you before we eat dinner. Lie down."

"You're insatiable." I grumbled but laid down instantly, already feeling the juices and the heating up of my yawning nether lips as I awaited his touch down there one more time.

He gave me a smirk. "Only for you, baby. Only for you."

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