35. You look mine

Grace-

“Luther t---told me about the ball so, I---I stopped by at a shop to buy a d---dress…” I didn’t have control on my stammering and he raised an eyebrow.

It was the only thing I could think of, “is it true Luther?” I'm screwed, I'm dead, my wings will be chopped off before I take off.

Luther walked inside, his gaze looking at the white marble beneath us. I want to run before he opens his mouth, before he outs me, I have to jump from that window and escape.

“Yes, Boss…” my eyes went wide as Luther helped me without even pleading. I wanted to cry, I wanted hug him, thank him for not ruining my dreams.

“Well then, save it for later and wear the one brought for you, okay?” Levi didn’t dwell much into the details, he seemed happy.

But the trust he has over his man Luther, I don’t know what to call it. I'm ruining bonds, and maybe Luther’s life is in danger too because of me.

“Also, I don’t want any chaos tonight. Please behave well for me, angel.” He took a stride in my d