Asbeel let out a deep sigh. He ran his fingers through his hair before his eyes blazed again. But it was no longer with fury; his eyes glimmered with something else.
His hand moved to her nape and he made her look at him.
"Do you want her to repeat her crazy attitude again? Huh, tell me do you want to die through her hands' ' he asked, his eyes were still blazing but Angela knew he was not angry anymore.
She shook her head as tears started flowing in her eyes, "she is your sister Asbeel, she would not kill me," she reassured him but her voice was quivering. She was not looking sure. She was just preserving so that she could fulfil her list.
"Fine, let's do one thing, we will go out and fulfil your list there? Is that fine?" he asked, negotiating. As he knew she would not give up.
But still, he was not regretting the decision he had taken to accept her bet. He just wanted to keep her secure which she was not understanding.
