"I feel like you will ruin me one day, Angelica." His voice was hoarse.



His forehead came to rest against mine.



"But why do I want to be ruined so badly?" He breathed.

~~

He was lightning and thunder, frightening, but so magnificent.

I was a hurricane, lost and in search of purpose.

When we met it was like a collision of two catastrophes.

But who knew chaos could be so beautiful, so addicting.

And for a moment, he made me forget the destruction that is inevitable when two storms collide.

When Storms Collide

My whole body was trembling as Sebastian and I followed Giovanni Russo to what I assumed was his private suite.

/"Nice coat./" Sebastian commented as he eyed Giovanni's long navy-blue coat appreciatively, it had gold embroidery on the shoulders and sleeves.

/"Thank you, it was a gift./" Giovanni replied.

/"It's not from here I assume?/" Sebastian questioned, curiosity lacing his voice.

/"No, it is made from Egyptian raw silk. It was gifted to me by one of my Russian business partners./" The man boasted.

/"Truly magnificent./" Sebastian commented as he ran his finger over the delicate gold embroidery.

We walked in tense silence the next few minutes.

/"We're here./" Giovanni suddenly announced.

The first thing I noticed were what seemed to be four armed body-guards standing outside the double-doors.

Two of the men started coming towards us.

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