CROSS
I remembered who he was clearly from that night, seeing him now was a confirmation, a reminder that I wasn't insane. That Cyrus was real and everything that had happened between us.
He strides in with his long black coat, flicking a cigarette aside. His eyes flashed red as he walked closer, and Sarah's breath trembled.
His aura was enormous and he choked the air, suffocating it with his presence.
“Si-Sister-in-law?” Sarah glanced between us, her brows knitted in utter confusion and her eyes darting back and forth. “Who the fuck are you?” She screamed at him, turning her back on me like I was of no threat at all and keeping her eyes on the real danger.
“I thought you'd stay out of trouble a little harder than this, Damian,” Lucian sighed, like I was too much. Like he knew me so well and I was a bother. Like… he watched me all these while and just couldn't believe I had nothing better to do than to get trapped by a succubus.
“Wait… are you my stalker?”
"Stalker?” He scoffed at the
