Angelo's pov
"So, how have you been these days?" I asked as we continued to dance. Her hair was styled in such an elegant way, making her appear so regal. Up close, she looked more beautiful, and she smelled so freaking good that I wanted to bury my face in her throat and take a deep inhale.
"Do you really want a genuine answer though? Last I remembered, you kidnapped me. Against my own will. And now you ask how I am? I don't think you care enough to ask me this." She bit out, her eyes narrowed at me as she gave me a scalding once over.
I winced a little, knowing I deserved that.
"I'm sorry about that, really. I guess I never apologized about that, so this is me telling you how sorry I am for doing that." I murmured and she gave me a doubtful look, mixed with surprise.
"You're apologizing? WOW." She breathed out and I laughed a little.
"What does that mean? Of course I am." I pointed out and she laughed a little, a melodic tinkering laugh.
