The Devil's Guardian Angel.

Chapter 2: Friends from the Past

Chapter 2: Friends from the Past.

Standing before him was a lean woman with average sized assets dressed in a formal P.A. suit with short brunette hair. Her eyes, hidden behind her glasses, glinted with disdain and anger. She was Mira, his ex-fiancée's personal assistant, someone Antonio once dismissed as insignificant.

"Well, if it isn’t Mira," Antonio drawled, intertwining his fingers with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "Come to gloat, have we? Or perhaps you’ve brought me another gift from your traitorous master?"

Mira’s irritation was evident as she squared her shoulders. "Do you really have no shame, Antonio?. You've fallen so far, so fast yet—"

"Save it, Mira," Antonio interrupted, his tone turning cold as ice. "Spare me the lecture. We both know you didn’t crawl out of whatever hole you’ve been hiding in just to deliver an insult. So, what’s the real reason you’re here?"

The playfulness in his voice vanished, replaced by a chilling calmness. His once warm sapphire eyes were now hard and unyielding as he stared down the woman before him.

Mira clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Still as insufferable as ever, I see. I can't believe the young miss still hasn't forgotten you. She must be blind to think you’re worth anything anymore."

Antonio's eyes twitched at her words, though his smile remained. "Funny, coming from someone who couldn’t stand in my shadow back then. Now, here you are, desperate to feel superior for once."

His eyes narrowed, his smile growing more sinister as he took a step toward her. The air seemed to grow colder with each step he took, the pressure around them intensifying.

Mira, who had been prepared to retort, suddenly found herself at a loss for words. Her body began to tremble slightly as the gravity of Antonio’s presence hit her like a wave.

As Antonio continued to take step after step towards her, Mira felt as if each step was overlapping with her heartbeat like a death bell signaling her end. His sapphire-blue winter like pupils made her feel as if she was staring into an icy blizzard when she stared into his eyes.

Mira wanted nothing more than to tell him to stay away, yet she felt her word's running back into her throat, her body beginning to sweat in the blink of an eye.

When he was finally standing before her, her breath came in short, shallow gasps. The color had drained from her face, leaving her pale and shaken.

"Remember this, Mira," Antonio inched towards her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe as he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "An Angel who’s fallen is still more formidable than any man you’ve ever known. I advice you not to make the mistake of thinking otherwise."

Mira gulped, her confidence crumbling in the face of the man who, despite his current state, still held an aura of authority and menace that could make even the strongest of wills falter.

" Now out with it..., Why are you really here?." Antonio said, his voice sounding more like a command than a question. Unfortunately Mira was simply too shaken to speak.

" Sigh....." Antonio let out a sigh, Seeing her pitiful state, he decided to calm down a bit.

The moment his aura retracted, Mira who was already struggling, Fell to her knee's with a thud.

Looking at her now, her complexion was visibly pale and her breathing still haggard, Her gaze fixated on the ground as if she was too frightened to raise them upwards to meet his once more.

Antonio didn't even spare her a glance, instead with a calm countenance, He turned around before walking away from her, heading back towards the dumpster.

Mira who was still startled felt her ego shatter when she noticed Antonio who still retained his composure even till now, Her hands clenched into fists while she bit her lower lip with indignation.

" WHY!, JUST TELL ME WHY? " She asked with red moistened eyes.

Alexander who was in the midst of taking another step paused his foot mid air, His head turning to the side to glance at her, His right brow raised with a questioning look on his face.

" Am not a mind reader my dear, I'm afraid your gonna have to be far more specific than that " He smiled without care, Retaining his original signature look.

" Don't play coy with me bastard!, Why won't you just accept her help and just start your life anew!. Do you have any idea how much the young miss has been suffering because of you!"

Antonio's facial features darkened a bit when he heard this, his smile suddenly looked unnatural.

" Even when she knew the family were still keeping an eye on you she didn't hesitate to offer you help!, She endured the family's stigma just so she could offer you a way out!, She keeps going against her own parents words just so she wouldn't feel indebted to you, So tell me, Why won't you just accept it and finally move on with your life!"

" What your trying to do is completely hopeless and you know it!, There's no way you can go against the Mendez family, Am sure your already aware of that, So why do you still keep up with this useless charade of yours even till now!" Mira yelled at him, her face was now a mix of sadness and anger.

As someone who knew him prior to this, She felt angered when she saw the once great man who she used to look up and revere like an idol, now wallowing in the trash like a mad man who wasn't worth anything. If he had just accepted her miss's help then all of this suffering would've been rectified, so why was he still so persistent.

Alexander stood there in silence after Mira had finished voicing all the frustrations in her heart, his eyes were still pinned on her till now but unlike their earlier coldness they were now filled with nothing but solace and desolation.

He shook his head after awhile of silence and let out a deep sigh before turning his back to her once more.