Angel is a strong but broken girl. She has had many battles in life but prevailed through them all. She has loved, lost, and fought.
Ares is cold hearted to all. But, he was taught to respect all women by his aunt Lucia and how to be a mafia Don by...
It's been over a week since Ares and I have talked or seen each other. I haven't seen Bianca either but I can't say I'm upset about that part.
Lorenzo and I have been training everyday with my shoulder and arm healing. We've become closer and created a bond between us.
Ophelia has been teaching me how to do my hair and makeup, which has slowly healed something in me.
Mateo, Diego, and I still hang anytime we can, but today I can't seem to find them anywhere.
After a long training session with Lorenzo, he told me he had to leave so I went to shower.
Ophelia knocked on my door as I slipped on a pair of Ares's joggers I never gave back and a t-shirt. She peeks her head in before letting herself in and closing the door behind her.
"Want to hang out?"
Which leads us to now, doing our makeup for the dinner.
" You've gotten so good at this!" she says as she looks at the small black wings on my eyes.
I went with a very natural base with a small wing and a red lip.
" I have an excellent teacher." I say with a wink.
She laughs and we begin to talk more about her and how she became an assassin seeing that she is Ares's cousin.
" I became an assassin after my sister was murdered. My parents were so riddled with grief that they barely left the house. I promised them that I would find the killer, no matter how long it took. So I immediately under went training and after a year I found the fucker and I killed him the same way he killed my sister. After that, I stayed in the profession and I murdered everyone who had anything to do with the death of my sister. " she says with a sad smile.
" What about you, do you have any siblings? " she asks.
" I did, not by blood but her name was Veronica. She was a few years younger than I was...she died when I was fifteen... she was murdered too." I whisper out.
She lets out a small gasp as tears grace her brown doe eyes. She pulls me into a hug and lets out a sob when I return the hug. A tear slides down my face as I let out a shaky breath.
We stay like that for a while as we grieve our sisters. A small part of my heart fills itself up and I hug her tighter.
A small knock sounds through the room before a small voice tells us dinner will be ready within the hour.
" Thank you." Ophelia says letting me go.
" No, thank you." I say meaning every word.
Dabbing the tear streak from my face, we finish off our makeup.
" We're meeting with the French Mafia tonight. Plus, the Don is extremely sexy. " she says holding up a dress.
" This ones for you and I have a red one that I want to wear. I'll be back and when I come back you better be in this dress!" She yells.
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