Chapter 24: Fulfilment And Pain
Angel Wings?
Viviana looked closely. Amidst all the ink, she could see a patch on his chest right above his heart where there was no ink. There were intricate patterns that defined the mane of a lion but where there was no ink and his bare skin was visible, she could see the pattern. It was so exquisitely hidden and was discernable with a little effort.
An angel with a sword!
Ah... Archangel Michael!
She covered the tattoo with his shirt. Her lower abdomen felt weird. She could sense that something was not right, but a smirk hung by the corner of her lips as she remembered the conversation, she had had a long time ago, with the obnoxious Leander Kastello.
"He did want to be St. Michael sooo badly..." she mumbled under her breath and picked up the first aid box.
And he tattooed the archangel on his chest! He then proceeds to hurt innocents just because they look at his perverted brother weirdly.
Heh!
"What did you say? Repeat what you just said!" he glared at her with his eyebrows knitted to a unibrow.
Viviana let out a sigh. She wanted to express her anger, but then she met his eyes. And bam! She couldn’t say a hurtful word. More than angry, he looked confused.