"So, you come here often?" This was the fourth guy that tried to pick you up at the club. He offered you a drink but you declined. The guy had the nerve to put his hand on your thigh.

"Actually yes, but I prefer guys who know how to treat a lady." You threw his hand off and moved your seat for the fourth time tonight.

You took a sip of your martini, checking your phone for the hundredth time. You honestly had no idea why you came to the club, it was 9:32 pm. Sighing, you decided it was time to go back home. No much interesting was going on and you hated the attention. Grabbing your purse you headed for the door, still on your phone. You bumped into a rather handsome guy holding a drink in his hand.

"I'm so sorry! I was just leaving-" You apologized quickly, embarrassed.

"That's alright, why not stay a bit? I mean I could be your date?" His British accent rolled of his tongue as he talked to you.

You contemplated weather or not letting this total stranger be your date for the night at the club. He was cute and that accent was as sexy as hell. Plus he didn't try those cheesy pick up lines that completely scared girls away.

"Okay, but can I get a name?" You asked, walking over to him.

"Balthazar, and this pretty (H/C) is?"

"(Y/N), wanna dance?" Pulling the man towards the dance floor.

"Why wouldn't I, I mean this is a club." 

You two started dancing, both of your bodies swaying to the beat of the music. With each song, you moved with it, letting the rhythm control your dancing. You were and excellent dancer, which helped with the unwanted attention from the drunk guys. After about an hour of on and off dancing and drinking it was getting close to eleven.

"Hey Balthazar, I'm gonna head home. It's getting pretty late, but I was thinking you could come with me? You seem like a cool guy and-" You talking was interrupted by a smooth kiss by non other than Balthazar himself. It was a slow, tender kiss that you enjoyed thoroughly.

"I would love to." He held out his arm and you armed your arm around it. You left the club feeling satisfied for what you ended up picking up.

"Nice place, (Y/N). Care for some wine?" And out of no where a bottle of expensive wine appeared in his hands.

"How did-?" You looked at his in disbelief. 

"I'm and angel. Now don't go drooling over how incredibly awesome that is along with my good looks. Sit." He pointed at a chair next to him, holding two glasses.

"So your an angel? Never knew they would be so handsome. I expected more white drapes and doves." You laughed, grabbing a glass from him.

"Not all of us are like that, love." He grinned, his blue eyes glimmered with happiness.

You two talked for another good hour over everything about you and him. His back story and yours too. His family and yours too. Three glasses of wine later and a tipsy you, Balathazar decided you needed to go to bed, Not wanting you to spill wine over your white carpet, he picked you up and hauled you into your room.

"Whoa, okay now big guy. Isn't this a bit fast? I mean we just kissed and Ah!" You tripped over your two left feet and hit the bed with a soft thud. Balthazar climbed into bed, patting a spot for you next to him. You got up and went over to him, resting your head on his chest.

"I'm not sleeping with you, angels don't sleep. I'm just laying with you. Now sleep." You obeyed and closed your eyes. 

"Goodnight my little angel." Balthazar cooed softly, kissing your forehead. 

Author's Note

I'm sorry for the late and crappy chapter. I don't like excuses but I haven't had much time this week. But please expect more in the oncoming parts! Accepting requests! Thank you for reading!