Chapter 32

Love You Like I Do

Davidson's pov

Like a Russell wiper ready to attack on his prey she stood standing on her feet that gripped the floor tight, her body loose enough to be flexible, her eyes strained at the person standing in front of her who exchanges the big knife that he is holding in his hand from fight to left and left to right and the golden pupils moving left-right with the movement of the knife.

Within flicker of moment he lifted the knife to attack Shyna but she ducked him easily. He attacked again this time on her shoulder but cycled her leg taking push from the ground as he lifted herself in the air with a short jump and hit him on his chin with her knee.

Rob was taken aback with that kick and even stumbled for a moment.

But he was back in a jiffy as he launched another attack right on her lower abdomen.

Shyna managed to leg kick that and the knife flew up in the air only to drop besides Rob.

Wasting no time Shyna hit him again and again on his shoulders, then his back and when she kneaded him on his lower back he fell further stretching to pick the knife fallen earlier.

He junctured straight with twice the strength as if it was a real fight and hit both his elbows on Shyna's shoulders making her fall down flat on her back. Crossing his legs on her thighs and pinning her on the ground, he lifted his hand holding the knife ready for an attack.

My legs might be running on the tread mill but my eyes rested on each and every commotion of Shyna and I did notice an eerie of fear in her eyes when Rob towered over her and a sudden need to protect her sparked in my body.

Jumping from the machine, letting the belt rotate with the speech of 12 quickly I lunged towards Rob pulling him from the back of his tee and smacking a quick blow on his abdomen.

Shocked at my sudden arrival Rob didn't know how to react and took the blow which hurt him hard and he cringed in pain.

"What the f#ck!" Shyna shouted obviously disappointed with my interference.

"What the hell do you think you were doing?" She barked. Her words holding enough acrimony to let her nostrils flare, her eyes red narrowed and cheeks pink.

I stuttered for a moment 'shit! What was I doing?' I asked myself.

"Sorry. I am sorry." I tried to phrase any reason trying to fake something but nothing came out of my mouth.

"No you are not sorry. You are only trying to be important. I cannot believe it. You tried to hurt Rob. Heaven's sake he was fight training me, not killing me." She said as she tried to help Rob who forwarded a hand assuring he was fine.

"I am sorry Rob, I just caught away in the moment." I apologised him looking at a very feisty Shyna who picked her bag and waltzed out of the gym.

Ignoring what Rob said which was probably "alright bro" or whatever I followed her but was only backed by the dark puff of smoke emitting from the rear of her vehicle.

Driving to her place I was wondering what made me react like I did.

Am I getting insane? Lack of sleep? Yeah I couldn't sleep without that golden bronze mane tickling on my chest.

I missed her.

Frustration?

Because she wasn't picking my calls and yet practicing with that jerk.

Okay okay hands up he isn't a jerk but whatever.

But I should be angry at her for not picking calls.

Why did I hurt Rob?

Yes I was scared. I was scared to loose her. I cared for her.

There was a sudden need, an urge, a desire to keep her safe. I wanted to be with her... Always.

I felt for her.

Was this the feeling Liza was talking about?

Holy shit!

I am in trouble

Is it love?

Rummaging my hands through my messy hair, I tried to reason with myself.

Damn I didn't even wash myself in urgency to reach the gym to check on her.

Deep! Deep! shit of trouble I am in.

I am in love.

I LOVE HER

Can you listen David... Davidson Cooper you are in love.

How? When? Why weren't the questions that could be answered but though they were running in my head, my heart only had one desperation, I wanted to see her, touch her, feel her, have her.

Not physically, yes that way too. I do want to get intimate with her but not for sex alone, I wanted to make love to her, hear her moan, see her beg for me, make love to each and every part of the body, watch her shriek in the ecstasy of pleasure and wake up every morning besides her, this time we'd be barred of every single fabric.

Shit the stirring between my thighs!

I have least of the idea how'd she react to those subtle words or how I will be able to utter those three words.

All I knew is my heart was studded with those words for the girl who might be ugliest when she wanted to be but was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen and she was the sweetest deep down in the core of her heart and soul.

Gosh I am smitten! Madly in love with her.

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"I can't believe it you did this to me" Elina shouted at Samantha clutching the thick metal of her chair in the office tightly.

3:00 am in the morning when she should be rejoicing her victory of finally confiscating The Angel, she stands here as a loser because he very own assistant preferred to ditch her last moment.

The scenario of the Green Mills street still stands live in front of her like the picture on the left wall of her office cabin.

Samantha lifted 'Angel from the dusty road, helped her brush the seat of her body, few exchange of words. She even helped her with the roaring vehicle and with a swish grrr... Grrr.. and off Angel was gone.

She knew what she might have told Angel 'stay underground. Don't visit the site again. They are trying to trap you. RUN...'

How badly Elina wishes it to be a night mare - a bad dream as she tried to control her temper.

Wiping the droplets of sweat with the back of her thumb, she looks eye to eye at Samantha.

The cold winter weather has no effect on her heated raging body as Samantha stands face straight, broad shoulders with no amount of guilt on her face.

The metallic gun lying on her table gives her all the urges to pick it and just blow up the deceiver or put her into the dungeon.

But heavens bless she couldn't do that.

Though she's mentioned in the report that the whole Mission Dark Angel" was a failure because there was a glitch with back up team delayed for mere minutes which was a lie. Back up team was right on time!

It was Samantha who'd been quick enough to let 'Angel escape and it was she alone who'd seen Angel in real life, her only ray of hope.

She can get her portrait done.

Then tracing 'Angel would be a lot more easier

It was only because of the binoculars that she was able to observe Samantha's fool proof plan in which she helped 'Angel stand on her own, adjusted her helmet, gave few instructions which she need not ask and confirm that she was asking her to stay away from the trouble.

God knows how much seriously would 'Angel take Samantha's advice and how long would Elina have to wait for 'Angel's

next course of action.

"Why the f##king hell did you do this to me?" barked Elina making Samantha flinch at her words.

Unfortunately there was no sign of malfeasance in Samantha's eyes. She stood tall, her sturdy figure showing no regret as her eyes looked back straight at Elina. Instead she was proud of her deed.

"Tell me how I get to 'Angel now?" Elina pulled and shuddered Samantha from her shoulders a bit violently but that was the most she could do remove the volcano of rage that was bubbling to erupt from inside her.

"You are going to mend this now. YOU will get this 'angel's picture done and then I will trace her from the ends of the world." Seeing no response from Samantha Elina shouted "Are you getting me. You are going to get Angel's picture."

"No I am not." mumbled Samantha stunning Elina whose anger turned into confusion.

Samantha had never forged her orders. She'd been an obedient assistant all the while.

Elina still remembers the sleepless nights that Samantha stood around with her, sometimes helping her and even when she was of no use, she would still stay and help her with her dose of caffeine from the wending machine.

Elina sighs and counts from 1 to 10 trying release her impulsiveness.

But she has to handle this situation with care, the fragility of the situation was no anonym to her.

"I am sorry I shouted on you. I can understand. I trust you." Elina took a deep breath as she tried to use the softer way out as she said "its obvious that 'Angel might have forced you to do this, to let her go. You have helped me all the way through to get to her but the point is, we cannot let her win. We need to get back to her. Right?"

Elina finished the last word a little louder at Samantha trying to observe her reactions but her face failed to display any.

After a long uncomfortable silence in which all Elina could do was stare at the broad figure standing in front of her who probably was calculating something in her own mind making Elina even more restless.

"I was never helping you. I was always trying to help 'Angel." Samantha spoke confidently.

Elina could feel the whole world spin around her.

'How many times has she tried to manipulate with the facts and evidences earlier, she being foolish to be oblivion about it?' Elina thinks to herself

She now realized how she missed the details that 'Angel would use the victim's phone to update her site 'Angel's land and other papers that had important clues too went missing. She also wiped off 'Angel's blood that she got on her clothes immediately so they do not give any clues about her.

The clashing timings, missing documents and how impatient she went when Elina was happy and confirmed about who 'Angel was; was a proof enough that 'Angel and Samantha worked as a team.

The question was how many more people were involved in it?

But Elina was one strict of an officer. She showed 'No mercy when she ought to solve a case.

She changed her tone as she now interrogated with Samantha.

She opened her drawers and pulling the cuffs from them, she twirls the metal clutches as she walked towards Samantha.

'You are a single parent. Your father died a year ago. Your sister and mother are completely dependant on you. Do you have any idea if you are locked up in that jail' Elina told as she lifted Samantha's wrist gauging them under her intense supervision giving her the idea how they'd look with the cuff wrapped around them "who is going to take care of them?"

"I care a damn" spat Samantha.

"And I thought you were the smarter one knowing exactly what you are doing." Elina chuckled as she now worked on the cuff ready to take Samantha under arrest.

She apparently would answer the other way; which was rough and painful.

"You want to know what I am doing and why, I will show you." Samantha said as she pulled Elina out form her cabin.

Elina with her assistant was no suspicion to their peers as it is normal for a cop to walk hastily with their assistant if the case demands so.

Samantha took charge of the vehicle as she drove fast. She ignored the continuous rambling of Elina who kept on asking her about her intention or where she was taking her to.

Maybe Samantha was taking her to 'Angel who'd give her piece of defense about how what she was doing was justified and brain wash her too like she did to Samantha.

Irony was somewhere deep in her soul Elina too believed that 'Angel was fighting a good cause but her code of conduct was wrong. It was illegal

When the engine stopped in front of a hospital, Elina could assume for a second that Angel was a doctor but she commanded her imaginations to shut for a while and explore what Samantha had to disclose.

General ward-16 was where Samantha's step went to a halt as she ushered towards one of the beds at the far end corner.

The stiffened shoulders of Samantha now slouched, her body like a rag and eyes that would pour out any moment but they were drained.

The dirty room which wasn't steer white like how sterile hospitals should be was badly lit, this one being the cheapest hospital Samantha could afford. The whole room consisting of 4 patients barely had one window for natural light to barge in. Even the bulb in the other corner of the room wasn't sufficient enough to give clear vision of the room

With strained eyes did Elina was able to see he limp body on the bed that was probably more than half paralyzed resembled Samantha, the green eyes matched her, except that the pain in them were physical. She was hurt, badly hurt and was moaning due to that pain.

Elina stood staring at the frail alive figure lying on the bed, a needle attached to the tube pierced in her body and the moving of her chest showed that she was very much alive.

Erratical breathing sometimes became louder and sometimes stopped making Elina wonder that she was dead but again a painful yelp from the body confirmed that she was alive, pained but alive.

Samantha bent on the bed that was slightly lower, being a sponsored hospital, it wasn't the best of the hospitals but good enough to provide treatment in discounted prices.

Samantha sat besides the girl, her fingers caressing the back of the girl's hands moving in circles.

She started speaking to no one in particular, her eyes fixated on the drop of liquid that slowly passed through the transparent bag flowing down the tube and entering her sister's body. I but knew that her words were addressed to me

She was 13 and I was supposed to pick her from her dance class. Unfortunately I was late, my dad had blown up over my mom and I had to be with her to see that she was safe and I couldn't leave her alone with my dad especially when he was so badly drunk and out of mind.

When I reached her class, I panicked because the classes were shut there was nobody there and even Rosa was missing.

I shouted, scared about her wellbeing, the violence in my house had already made me jittery.

When I did not find her anywhere around, expecting her to have left for home alone I too decided to go home and check.

Then some noises from the back of the classroom made me hold myself and I went to check.

Son of a b... dance teacher Derrick was all over Rosa towering up and down wherein she lay unconscious underneath him.

When I was totally able to understand what was happening around, with a shriek I went to hit him, to hurt him, to throw him off my baby sis and protect her.

But the moment he saw me, he saw another one of his prey, his eyes that displayed that he was drugged, he now attacked me.

I tried to fight, stop him. Hitting him with my hands and legs but a 32 year old man can be much stronger than a 17 year old lass and he took his way with me too.

Both sister wereblody f##ked/r@ped in a day.

Once he was done, he quickly zipped his lowers and walked away.

I was crushed, broken and mutilated but I couldn't give up. I had my baby sister to be taken back home. I couldn't even cry on my misery. I had my sister to be taken care off, my little baby sister.

I worked with myself then went to help my sister, her blue and greentight that were not only torn but also red with her blood with what mo---- f##ker had done, it took me a lot of effort to take her to the hospital but I managed....

I held on to myself till the doctors declared that that pschyo did not only r@pe her but also accidentally pressed a nerve that killed a part of brain which was damaged beyond repair.

Our father disowned us from the day, our mother struggled for us till she went sick being bedridden.

Derrick the teacher was arrested but wasn't punished saying that he was mentally sick and needed rehab more than punishment.

Now when this 'Angel is helping other girls what do you expect me to do, bloody act like cops and let the bloody r@pist escape with nothing wherin the victim's life is a living hell.

NO!! SORRY!! I prefer to help 'Angel and you can arrest me and even punish me for the same.

And for your bloody information, I am not working with 'Angel. She is too strong to need any one else to help.

YES!!! I have seen 'Angel with open eyes the other night but IAM NOT GETTING her picture done. Got it!" said Samantha as she released her inner frustration that she'd held in herself for so long.

Elina was left in dilemma.....

Shyna's pov

The screeching of his bmw wheels that drove fast and came to an abrupt stop at my door or the barking of Spike; yes I brought him here once I reached here. He deserved to be here, his so called home. He was so happy as he wagged his tail, kept on licking me and jumping at me in regular intervals making sure that I was with him, pets they are really your best friends.

Spike is yelling and barking, the enthusiasm in his bark says it is him, but these are not the alarms I need to confirm that he is here.

I can feel him. I know he is here. His fragrance that always puts me into a spell is all around, I know he is here and it is taking all my efforts not to run towards grab him and hug him tight to hide in the comfort of his arms.

I froze still as he approached me, my feet glued to the floor and eyes fixated at the tints of his grays.

The expressions of his silver grays that were shouting the emotion, my heart swelled at it, my brain refused to administrer 'you are dirty, you are assuming, you cannot have him.'

As the distance between us reduced with every step he took, beating of my heart increasing shouting like drums, I wonder he could hear them clear.

I wanted to press my palms to my heart to shush them but all my thoughts weren't put into action like my brain refused to take my commands any longer.

He came closer to me not blinking even once as he gripped me tighter from my fore arms.

"Isssssssshhhhhh" I hissed flinching from his touch.

He lifted my hoodie to see the bruise and said angrily "Overdoing exercises" as he gritted his teeth angrily.

His face amalgamation of expression of hurt, pain and anger making my heart crumple and my stomach flip.

'say something Shyna' I ordered mentally 'say something that can make him feel better.'

Before I could weigh on the words I could say or stop myself to speak exact words that were running into my head I spoke "I missed you."

He took a deep breath that he was holding, pain and confusion now lost and replaced by the emotion that I am strongly scared of...love

His vision locking at my lips as he bent a little coming towards me..

Thousands of thoughts rummaging in my brains

'Will he really kiss me?

Will I be good?

Am I another girl of his?

What if I am bad at it?

Is this a part of $exual tension between us?

God will he regret it later?

But once his lips touched mine, I was at ease, like all the negative thoughts were blown like a cotton turning into ashes with mere touch of fire.

It was like a coolent, it was like it was meant to be.

My lips were no longer mere part of my body, they were eternal, they were thirsty, they were waiting for this.

I no longer feared of being good or his rejection, I lived that moment; I relished that soft pair on me.

I had never been kissed with such softness, such longness, so much of love... before..

But if there was any way if the kiss is meant to be, then this was it.

This was perfect!

Davidson was perfect!

Kiss was perfect!!!!!!

A/N

Ending was perfect????

After a huge round of Elina did you like the end of the chapter?

No killer cliffhangers....

But do you think this kiss is real or it will last?

Uawwahhhhahahahha*evil laugh*

No the mystery isn't unfolded 'Angel ...

Who is Angel?

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pic of 'Angel on the right

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