"You left me with a son to raise, I killed myself because of you," I struggle to breathe as Kyan's grip around my throat tightens with each word coming from his mouth, at this point I'm in the middle of the room surrounded by shifter demons, all taking the shape of someone from my past. Kyan opens his mouth to speak again, but suddenly he is thrown off of me. I turn my head to see the demon squished by the door against the wall, and black goo oozes down the wall.

Like that, the other demons disappear.

"Lucifer, I was doing you a favor!" I flinched at the angry tone of Wrath as Lucifer drags him into the room, an eery calm expression on his face. Lucifer throws him against a wall causing Wrath to grunt in pain, and I notice the other sins watching in the doorway. All of them had a fearful eye on Lucifer. 

Lucifer grabs Wrath's head, making him lookup. Wrath's expression changes slightly in fear before he tries to cover it up until Lucifer puts two fingers on Wraths forehead. 

"Wait, Master, Master, I'm sorry, let's just talk about this." He begs Lucifer as Lucifer's fingers to glow. 

"You will not leave this spot; patience will slowly consume you. You will feel the guilt of every war you caused, every murderer you tempted." Lucifer's booming voice fills the room, Wrath screams in agony. "Then, when you are on the brink of thinking you are a holy trinity, I will come back and take it from you and start the process all over again," Lucifer commands as he lets go of Wrath, who immediately grabs his head in pain. 

Lucifer looks to me, and his eyes soften at every tear the slides down my face. He quickly walks to me and bends down to pick me up; I flinch in response, causing anger to go through him again as his head snaps back to Wrath. 

"Did you see that? That just causes your agony to last even longer," Lucifer doesn't wait a minute more as he picks me up bridal style. I instantly cling to his chest, uncontrollable sobs leave my body as Lucifer turns. He eyes the other sins.  "Let this be a lesson to you all; I will torture you all with the seven virtues if you dare disobey me again." 

"Yes, master."

"Now go back to earth, I will send for you when the meeting is rescheduled," Lucifers voice booms, and the sins quickly disappear. 

My eyes close as tears continue to race down my face, my forehead pressed against Lucifer's throat, and I try to concentrate on his pulse. He walks into a room, and I feel him sit down with me in his lap. He doesn't say anything as he runs his fingers through my hair. Slowly he lets the warm glow of peace enter my body as he continues to run his fingers through my hair. I feel us rocking back in forth, and my body fills with peace and exhaustion. 

I open my eyes and look up to see warm red eyes looking back down at me; he studies me softly. "I apologize," He whispers, I don't say anything both too tired and to enchanted by how close I am to Lucifer. I look at every feature. I see the slight creases on his forehead, the ridge in between his eyebrows, from too many angry, disappointed expressions. His nose is slightly crooked, but you would only notice if you were as close as I am to him right now. His eyelashes are long and extremely dark making his red eyes look more ominous, I notice specks of burnt orange in them, all the shades of orange and red that makes his eyes as dark as they are. 

Sharp cheekbones complemented by a strong jawline, I notice the stubble on his face and then my eyes land on his lips I almost laugh at the irony of the devil having a cupid's bow. His lips are full and plump, and the color of the dusty pink parts of a sunset. He slightly parts them, and I look back into his eyes, before moving back down to the dimple in his chin. 

I want so badly to trace it lightly, and my heart flutters at the thought of touching his face. Lucifer is magnificent in a cunning way. Just looking at him, you knew he was the king of sin, yet so desirable, no wonder it was hard for humans to resist temptation. Even some angels fell for it. 

Here I am falling for it too. 

I didn't expect Lucifer to be kind. I pictured what every human does, a red man with horns. Not a fallen angel. 

I look back into Lucifers eyes, they dart to my lips before dashing back to my eyes, they study me for a moment before going back to my lips, and I notice he starts to lean down to me as he looks back into my eyes. My eyes flutter close on their own accord, and I wait. Instead of the kiss on my lips, I feel them lightly touch my forehead. 

I sigh in content as I feel his lips leave my skin; with that, I let myself give in to the exhaustion and peace and fall into oblivion. 

*****

My eyes flutter open, and I scrunch my eyebrows at the familiar look of my ceiling. I quickly sit up and look around my room. I swing my legs over and promptly stand and rush to the door. Opening the door, I see Bora and Morana look towards me with concern filled eyes. 

"How?"

"Lucifer brought you, he didn't say anything other than asking where you stayed, he placed you in bed and then flew away," Morana explains as Bora examines me with her eyes. 

"What happened?" Bora asks, and Morana looks at me with a curious expression. 

Chills terrorize my spin at the flashbacks of my torment. I harshly swallow as I look at them. "I met the seven deadly sins, Wrath didn't like me and through me into hell with shifter demons." 

Morana gasps as she covers her mouth with her hands as Bora looks at me in shock. "Lucifer, let him?"

"No, Lucifer found me and then released patience on him to torture Wrath."

Bora's eyes widen even more. "Wait. What? That is the most vicious way to punish sin."  
Morana looks at Bora in confusion. 

"Really? Doesn't seem bad to me, how is patience vicious?" Morana asks, causing Bora to look at her as she explains.

"You can't punish the sins with abuse like you would souls, that would be a gift to them, but if you punish them with the virtues that reflect them, which in Wrathes cause would be Patience, it's the worse kind of torture for them. It would be like giving a demon a soul; they feel the guilt of their actions." Bora explains, and Morana nods as she looks at me with a slight smirk.

"Oh, so Lucifer likes you," Morana states as she wiggles her eyebrows at me. 

"No, he was mad that they disobeyed him," I correct as I purposely leave out Lucifer's soft lips on my forehead. 

Morana is like a cheerleader; if she knows about it, she will try and make my feelings grow for Lucifer, I can't do that. I do not want anything to do with love. 

"I think Lucifer trusts you," Bora states with a smile, and I shrug.

"Maybe he is starting to, but I doubt he trusts me fully, I still can't figure out why they want him to." It bothered me greatly that I didn't know what the archangels are up to. 

"Well, they said they needed Heaven and Hell to link up, and you are the link," Morana smiles as she gestures to me. "It makes sense."

I shake my head at her words, "I don't trust the angels. I think they are lying, especially Michael." I point out and Morana nods, I look to Bora who hasn't said anything, by her eyes I know she knows something. Though I don't push knowing she won't tell me. 

"Well I have to go, someone is dying," Bora states with a playful eye roll as she turns and walks away. 

As soon as the door closes, Morana looks at me with eager eyes and a crazy grin on her face. "Spill it now," She squeals as she jumps up and down, and I take a step back. 

"What?"

She gives me a deadpan look. "I know you Thana, I know you better than anyone on this island, something happened between you and Lucifer, and I want you to tell me now," Morana demands as she drags me to the couch forcing me to sit down as she sits cross-legged beside. She stares at me in anticipation. 

I sigh and roll my eyes. "I don't know what you are talking about." I lie as I cross my arms and look away from you. 

"Fine, if nothing is going on, then you wouldn't mind me telling Kasedeya that Lucifer desperately wanted to see her." Morana threats with a knowing look, and I glare playfully at her. 

"You wouldn't dare."

Morana smirks as she leans towards me. "Try me."

I groan as Morana giggles knowing she won. I sigh and bite my lip. 

"We had a moment," My words barely above a whisper as I avoid eye contact with Morana. 

"What?" I roll my eyes at her before sending a harsh glare at her making me repeat the words. 

"We had a moment."

"EEEK," I wince as her squeal fills the room, and she lightly bounces on the couch in excitement. "Tell me more!"

I groan as I cover my face and shake my head. I then look back at her as she looks at me. "After he saved me from the demon, Lucifer took me to his room, held me and rocked me in a rocking chair, and we just stared at each other, and it wasn't weird or creepy. He played with my hair and then kissed my forehead." I shrug, and if possible, she squeaks even louder. 

"Finally, my ship has sailed!" She jumps as she fist bumps the air. "I really need to think of a ship name, though," Morana muses as she looks off in thought while twirling a strand of hair. 

"No, Morana, we aren't going to be together." I scold, and she quickly rolls her eyes before she turns serious. 

"Change of subject but, what happened with the shifters," Morana studies my face. 

A let a moment go by before I answer, the memories flashing through my mind. "I saw them all, people that killed me, people that I killed, past lovers, siblings. Tormenting me all over again."

I feel Morana grab my hand and squeezing it lightly. "We got through it once we can do it again," Morana gently says as she smiles warmly at me. 

"I don't want to anymore. I don't want just to bury it all. I did that last time, and it only took a maybe thirty minutes with demons to tear eighty years of burying down." I shake my head as I angrily blink back the tears. 

"Well, what do you want to do?" Morana states as she looks at me curiously. 

I look away from her and bite my words, not ready for her to hear the wicked thoughts in my head. I feel my lip start to quiver.

"I want to kill every Archangel and throw their heads at the Goddess, I want her to tell me why I had to be the villain and be tortured for half a century, but my supposed sister got to live a fucking fairytale!" I scream out, causing Morana to flinch from the corner of my eye as tears blur her slightly from my vision. 

"Well, your ambitions are big. That's a good start," I lightly laugh at Moranas words as I look at her with a sad smile. 

"Yeah," Is all I manage to say.

*****

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