FIERY ATTRACTION

Chapter Three

She looked up to her and saw her as a second mother.

To be honest, she loved madam Florence more than her biological mother.

She watched with tender eyes as the old lady scooped a spoonful of the food and brought it close to her mouth

"say ah" the old lady said, staring dotingly at her.

Angel let out a soft chuckle as she obliged the woman.

Madam Florence simply treated her like a kid

"you'd be going back to campus tomorrow" the woman said and Angel nodded.

She was aware of that.

"yes, I know"

"Angel, you shouldn't take what happened to much to heart lest it affects you. Just remember that you are not to be blamed for Sophie's death, got it?" she said and Angel nodded in acknowledgement.

It's been a week already and she was slowly getting over it.

She even slept with one of her boy toys the previous day which showed how well she was coming around and to terms with Sophie's death.

" I suggest you see that police that wants to talk to you"

Angel froze as fear flashed past her eyes at madam Florence's words.

She seemed to have developed a phobia for that word ever since they interrogated her when she woke up from the hospital.

"p_police" she couldn't help stuttering.

"I know you're afraid but you did nothing wrong, my Angel. There's nothing for you to be afraid of. I'm sure the cops would realize how harmless and innocent you are just by seeing your face"

Angel felt reassured.

"are you sure?"

"of course I am, my angel"

"okay then, I'd meet with him"

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The fear in her heart vanished into the thin air when she set her eyes on him.

He caught her eyes and totally bowled her over with just a glance.

She admired his striking appearance and eye catching body struct

She couldn't help licking her lips lustfully as she suddenly felt hot.

A warning glare from madam Florence made her chuckle in amusement and she quickly got a hold of herself.

She made a mental note to havthe man in front of her, even if it was just a one night stand.

"Hello, I'm inspector Stanley Oluwanishola from..."

Angel couldn't care less about just introduction.

She wanted to go all the way with him as he had filled up the space in her mind

She flashed him an innocent yet seductive smile after he showed his ID card to them.

" I'm Angel Coker, welcome to my house, inspector."

She gestured for him to have his seat and sat across him on the two seater chair, cross-legged, the shorts she had on barely covering her privacy.

Stanley frowned inwardly but couldn't say anything about it as he was the one in her house.

The information he got was definitely accurate.

Angel Coker was a spoilt bad*ss brat who could even put on a lingerie on the street.

"can you please tell me about your relationship with the victim and explain more explicitly what truly happened that night"

He recorded her statements and soon, a hour and half was spent before he could realize.

"thanks for your cooperation, miss Coker"

"just call me Angel"

"okay. I promise to find the murderer no matter what, Angel"

"I'd appreciate that. Why don't you stay for dinner"

Stanley became sure of one thing, the young lady was clearly flirting with him.

Heck!, he was a married man and he only just got married two months ago.

"I can't, my wife's food is the only one I eat, I'm sorry" he apologized insincerely.

That was one big lie he just told for he hardly went home ever since he got married to that uneducated wife of his which was obviously forced.

"oh, so you're married" she posted in disappointment.

"yes, recently. Anyway, thanks once again for your cooperation"

"my pleasure, I'll see you some other day"

"hm, good bye, miss, madam" he said politely and left in a hurried pace.

He was just too eager to get away from the gaze of that crazy nymphomaniac that was about to strip him with her fiery eyes.

"he's so handsome and, oh my god!, that body of his is undeniably attractive. I wonder how awesome he'd be in bed"

She was smacked painlessly on the shoulder by madam Florence.

"don't you dare have any designs on that man"

"too bad I already did"

"angel, he's a police officer"

"so what?, he's still a man and a desirable one at that"

"you heard when he said he just got married recently"

"so?, it's not like I care anyway. I like him and I want him, that's all I care about and you know I always have my way no matter what"

"what do I do with you, this naughty child?" madam Florence smiled as she stared helplessly and indulgingly at her.

Angel grinned toothily and hugged the old lady from the side.

"just keep loving me"

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'what's going on?', Angel thought as she groaned in annoyance.

She kept hearing hurrying footsteps which was getting on her nerves.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned tiredly before slipping reluctantly out of bed.

She put on her flip flops and went out of her room only to bump into a maid.

"ouch, are you blind? "

"I'm sorry miss"

Angel's frown deepened when she noticed the maids face was trarstricken.

"are you crying?"

"miss, haven't you heard?"

"heard what?"

"m_madam Florence..." the maid broke into annoying sobs which sounded unpleasant to her ears but she soon got a premonition.

Madam Florence!

She dashed over to madam Florence room and there she met a crowd of people.

"mom, dad, what's going on?" she asked, feeling puzzled as sge stared inquisitively at her parents and four older brothers.

"angel, you shouldn't be here" Austin said and tried pulling her away but she evaded his touch and her uneasiness heightened

"what happened to nanny?" she asked as a sudden surge of dread arose in her.

"Angel, you should..."

Angel forcefully pushed herself through the crowd and her whole being froze at the ghastly sight in front of her.

Right there on the cold floor beside the bed laid madam Florence 's deathly pale and limp body.

Her eyes was plucked out of its socket and placed on her forehead.

She was stark naked and her v*gina, which had been gruesomely cut out was placed in her mouth which was wide open.

A deep and narrow Laceration ran all the way from her chest down to her belly button, with all of her internal organs missing.

By her two sides was to bizarre clay pots, one containing the missing organs, the other filled to the brim with her blood.

'NEXT WEEK' was written on the two pots in an ugly and unsightly block letters.

Worst and most uncanny of all, not a single drop of blood was on the tiled floor.

Angel let out an horrifying shriek and fell backwards in shock into the waiting arms of Austin.