"Ooh.. Look at that.." Sherbet breathed out, a shaky chuckle escaping him. "Finally.. Caught you."

The angel held you onto the pavement with his gloved hands wrapped around your neck, as blood trickled down his forehead and onto your cheek. His thumbs pressed onto your jugular vein just the way he liked it, not too much, and not too little either.

"Don't try to escape.. You're mine, whether you like it or not.."

The moment he said that, he had carefully leaned closer to your face.