Ann was the kind of girl who stuck to herself in her growing up years, she avoided talking to people as often as she could. She grew up in the sticks and was an only child, from what her mother told her, her father had left them to pursue his own career. In this way, Ann learned to never trust men if anything she looked at them with contempt. The only man she cared for was her best friend but it had taken a few years for her to fully trust him. The day she turned twenty-one was the day she was lost to her mother.....for she had been taken. It was supposed to be a little trip but it quickly became her worst nightmare. She had gone to France to see her cousins wedding but when she got there she was taken by a human trafficking ring and was hooked onto drugs for a few weeks before she was bought by one Ricardo Capelli. He had taken pleasure in breaking her, for she had still held contempt for men until he had decided to dominate her. He had one of his guards brutally beat her and then rape her when it was over she had been on the verge of collapse in a blind rage she had stabbed the man with his own knife. "Oh my......I think we have a destroying Angel." Ricardo said as he sneered down at her after taking the knife from her bloody hands. From then on Ann was dead.....she was now Angel.
