My Cold Guardian Angel's
09 | Agreement That Night

Elisabeth opened her eyes, even though her whole body was a mess. His strength began to recover, having rested until the night greeted.

The same figure of the man, who returned him to the hell that was currently standing before him. Foot wrapped in leather boots stepped forward, closing in on the front of Elisabeth who had yet to rise from the floor.

Wearing all-black clothes with his hat and the same fragrant cologne. The 190cm tall man lowered his head to equalize his gaze with Elisabeth who started to support her body with her scarred right hand.

"You ...." Elisabeth stared intently with hate. He grabbed the man's black suit, pulled it until he could get up. "Take me out of this house. You have to fulfill the request I once said" Elisabeth said.

The man tilted his lips, releasing Elisabeth's hand until the girl fell to the floor. His hands patted as if cleaning his clothes that the girl had just touched.

"I never said what you asked for" said the man. He stood back from his place. "My wish is to see you suffer the same torture that you have given me" he continued.

Elisabeth raised one of her eyebrows. "What are you talking about? The torture? I just don't know you, how can I torture you?!" exclaim Elisabeth.

The girl gathered up her strength finally, grabbing the cloth covering the man's face until it slipped away. The night's moonlight, which pierced through the detention room, shone on the face of the tall man before Elisabeth.

A glowing white face, both beautiful black eyes, a pointed nose line, and exotic thin lips. It looks like a lifetime with its heavy voice.

The man immediately covered his face after Elisabeth desperately opened the binding cloth. Elisabeth saw the man's face.

"I remember your face. A mercenary like you fights hard to hide a face, doesn't he?" elisabeth's lips. "Older, I'll make a calculation with you" the girl continued.

Elisabeth successfully stood up, she walked away leaving the man still in shock after his face was discovered. A shrewd man like himself, unable to hide his precious assets in the presence of a poor girl.

Grep's!

"Ughhh!" Elisabeth was shocked, her body lifted by the man into her arms. "Let go! Lower me!" yells.

"Don't expect you to escape from this place" the man growled.

"Threaten me. I'm gonna make the whole world know who you really are. People who hide faces like you are usually escaped prisoners, right?" threaten Elisabeth back.

The man was stunned, unable to resist the young miss of the family. Turning Elisabeth away from the basement, they reached the darkest corner of the floor.

The servants and bodyguards checked the source of the voice as Elisabeth exclaimed. The world had not forgotten that it was night, and Elisabeth was held until her wedding day.

"Young lady disappeared!" report the servants and guards. Elisabeth could hear it clearly.

Now the girl was with a man she had never known, but she had seen his face. The owner of the heavy and hoarse voice was unexpectedly a man who had a young and handsome face. Unfortunately, Elisabeth didn't care. The man was the demon who brought him back to this hell.

"You help me leave this house, and I'll forget your face" Elisabeth said.

The night before Elisabeth turned 17, she made a pact with the man who kidnapped her and took her back to her dark home. They split up in the middle of the road. Elisabeth hoped she would never see him again.