♡For you the angels will take the blame,

♡Wherever there is beauty I will take your name.

Today was the best day of my life. I opened my eyes slowly to the cool morning sunrays illuminating my milky skin. It was my birthday. I felt the soft silk sheet and mattress as I yawned to wake up. It was 9 O'clock there was no plan to open my flower shop today. It was my special day and I had plans with my friends today.

I was wearing my golden silky nightgown. I got up slowly and wore my robe. I slid my feet in my fur slides. The flower bouqet which I brought last night was scattering petals on my side table. There was a light scent of flowers in the room as well which gave me romantic feel.

I went to the kitchen swaying my light brown silky hairs and poured coffee from the coffee maker. I took the coffee cup and went upstairs to stand in the balcony. The street was made of cobblestone and was shining with sunlight falling on it.

I was sipping my coffee while I looked down and saw something on my doorstep. It was a bouqet and it wasn't an ordinary bouqet. There were dozens of black roses and there was a golden metallic rose in the middle of it. I took a step back and ran downstairs to the door to get it.

Unlocking the door I stared at the bouqet hysterically. It was the most precious bouqet I had seen in my life. I lift it in my hands and took it upstairs to the balcony. I touched the black roses and felt the golden metallic rose with my fingers. I turned the bouqet to see the shop's name and as I turned it my heart skipped a beat. It was my shop's name.

"How could this be possible? My shop doesn't have any black roses. I don't sell black roses. Who could this be? Who could send this to me. Its possibly a prank. I will ask the staff tomorrow." I thought to myself.

I was a brave girl and these things couldn't scare me. I was still thinking about the black roses and combing my hairs with my fingers when I heard a door opening from the adjacent apartment. It was the balcony door of the front apartment. My gaze shifted to the apartment adjacent to me and I saw a man standing in the balcony. He also had a cup of coffee in his hand.

He was 6 feet tall. Had a moustache with a bit of scruff. With golden blonde curls hanging on his forehead and his hard mascular physique he was an epitome of beauty. He wore a jersey and sweat pants. He looked immensly strong with his bulging biceps like he used to workout a lot.

I was looking at him with my eyes opened wide and suddenly his eyes met with mine. He smiled. My heart started to race. His smile was the most beautiful and refreshing.

"Hello!" He said with his strong manly voice and smiled again.

I was in a daze and I came out of it atonce.

"Oh! Hello! Are you newly shifted here?" I asked with my polite British accent.

"What?" He asked and leaned a little closer towards the railing to listen.

"Are you newly shifted here?" I asked again.

"No. Its actually my friend's apartment. I came here to stay for some days to spend my holidays." He chuckled.

"Oh! I see!" I said and took the bouqet.

I closed the glass balcony door behind me. I took a sigh of relief. Never in my life I felt so uncomfortable infront of a man. His aura was so intimidating.

The whole day that man was on my mind. At night I had plans with my besties. We planned to meet at a club in Mayfair area. I put very light makeup on my face and left my light brown wavy hair open. I wore white chiffon maxi dress paired with red loboutine heels.

I drove my Audi to the club. My gal pals were waiting for me there. We had so much fun together. I had so many shots of vodka and got too much drunk. When it was time to leave I was so drunk that I couldnt even drive my car.

"Shit!" I said while closing the door. "I can't even concentrate let alone drive."

"Let me drop you sis." My friend came forward to help.

"No. I will manage a bus." I said while locking my car.

I was nearly crawling towards the bus station. The street was deserted and nobody could be seen here and there. Only cars were parked on the kerb. I was walking on a foot path. My judith leiber clutch was dangling in my hand.

As I reached a dark alley a man came out and tried to yank the clutch out of my hand.

"Give it to me." He shouted.

"No!! Please don't take it from me. Please don't." I begged.

But he didn't stop.

I kicked his manhood with my full power.

"Aah!! you bitch. Screw you." He screamed and cursed as I ran without looking at the path infront of me. I was still looking at him if he was chasing me or not. He came running after me as I tried to run but my heel just broke and I fell and hit myself hard on the ground.

I squealed and yelped in pain as my head was hurt. I was afraid what will he do to me if he approaches me.

Suddenly two hands held my shoulders and Iooked above me. Claded in an overcoat and a three piece suit it was him. The man whome I met early this morning. His blue eyes were bluer than the ocean itself.

"Are you alright? " he asked in his raspy voice as I held his hand to get up.

"Please help me. He is after me." I said while hiding behind him taking hold of his arm.

"That bitch just kicked me." The man came forward and in the blink of an eye he was on all fours on the ground. The man I was hiding behind of had punched him so hard that he was knocked unconscious.

"Come on. Let's go I'll drop you to your home." He said while he grabs my wrist and took me to his car. I wasn't saying anything because I knew he saved me from him and he lived where I lived so I sat on the passenger seat.

The car was running on the London street after sometime.

"What is your name." I asked him.

"August Walker." He replied.

"That's a unique name I guess." I chuckled.

"And your's" he asked looking sttraight at the road.

"Alexis Johnson." I replied.

The rest of the journey was silent. He never said anything. As we reached home. I rummaged my purse for my keys but I left them in my car.

"Oh shit I forgot my keys in my car. What am I gonna do now?" I said while stroking my hairs in disappointment.

"Don't worry you can spend the night in mine. If you want to." August replied.

At first I was confused. I only knew him for a day and he invited me to stay in his flat but I didn't have any other option at that time so I said yes.

He opened the door for me and I got in. He came inside and locked the door behind me.

"Make yourself at home. You want some coffee." He asked while taking off his over coat and than his suit's coat. Oh God! That man was so strong and mascular. His dress shirt was about to rip apart from his chest. He folded his sleeves and got rid of the tie and took off his shoes. He was so handsome head to toe. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I realized I was staring at him without blinking.

He went to the kitchen and made coffee for me. I kept sitting there and watching my surroundings when a dog appeared from nowhere. He was a black and white bear.

"Oh! You have a dog. I didn't know that. Come here sweety. Come to mama." I called him and he came wagging his tail. I stroked his black fur as he put his head in my lap.

" He's soo cuteee! I love dogs." I squealed with joy as I put my face in his head to feel his soft fur.

August came with two cups of coffee. He sat with me on the black leather couch and gave me my cup." Come here buddy." He whisteled as the dog went to him. He pet him on his back.

"His name is Kal. He is an American Akita." He said while sipping his coffee then he looked at my hand." You are wounded." He said as he took my hand gently and showed me. I was actually bleeding from the top of my hand. It was kinda gash and bleeding a bit.

"Oh! I didn't notice." I said looking at him.

He went to the kitchen and came with a first aid box. Gently he held my hand in his. I was going mad as he stroked the back of my hand slowly and cleaned it with pyodine and a cotton swab.

"Oh! Now it hurts." I whispered.

He put the oinment on my wound and started to wrap the bandage. I was constantly looking at his face. He was so close to me. His beautiful face. His deepest blue eyes as he was looking at my wound. His face was heavenly. I just couldn't help looking at him. His blonde curls oh my God. I wanted to stroke his hairs.

"We're done." He said as he looked at me. Our eyes met. I had started to feel dizzy until then.

"My head! I think I am sick." I said as I felt the things going round. I rested my head on the back of the couch rubbing my forehead. He was still holding my hand. I closed my eyes as they were so heavy. I was going to sleep.

He came close to me as he slid his arms under my waist and my legs. I felt him carrying me in his strong arms. I don't know where was he taking me.

I could just see darkness..