Description
ANGEL He infuriated me ever since our first encounter. I admired his looks and patience he had while holding me hostage. But as the months followed up, our hate towards one another bloomed. So much, that the ashes inside of me bloomed as well. LUKAS She infuriated me since the first time I laid eyes in her. The angelic face with the most electric, shining eyes I've ever found myself looking at. It took every fiber in my body not to kill her while she ate my patience away, when holding her hostage in my basement. Months followed up, and my hate towards her reached a point with no control. After all, hate and love have the same rush of adrenaline. }{ Dark Angel, a skilled assassin, is hired to kill the same man the most dangerous, ruthless and cold Mafia mobster ever known, Lukas Moretti, is after. No one knows her true name, her true self. She lives by 'we born alone, we die alone', that's why she doesn't has any type of relationship with anyone, mostly since her sky fell upon her. She works alone, moves like a shadow that leaves her smooth mark in every path she's gone through. They call her ruthless, she prefers merciless. Quiet as a shadow, fast as light, smart as a tiger catching his prey, and delicate like a lief... Dark Angel isn't fragile like a flower, she's fragile like a bomb.
Angel aesthetics
