LOGINFive months had passed and Aria went on about her normal life. She'd work her shift and head home after checking on the three boys who had become disabled for life.
The three had broken their spinal cord from the hard fall they had to suffer from Lucas when he threw them into the thick brick wall. Anna felt responsible for their predicament, and though people told her she wasn't to be blamed, she still took the responsibility of caring for them. She got a housekeeper for them, and on every weekend, she'd visit them to cook and clean for them. And in all these months that had passed, she never heard from Lucas. He seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. One weekend, after she returned from caring for her new friends, she scrolled through her phone gallery, and came across the photo Lucas had sent her after the first two weeks of their friendship. He was smiling broadly in the photo, and he had told her to always keep the photo and remember his smiles which she had caused him to have. Aria wondered why Lucas never made any attempt to check in on her. She wondered if he was doing fine, or if he had probably moved on because she asked him to stay away from her. "I guess I wasn't that important to him. All he did was cause me troubles and disappear. What was even thinking to feel that a person like him could have a person like me as a friend? I'm way out of his league anyway." Aria muttered to herself. That night, she deleted the photo, and his contact from her phone. But the next day, as she approached the cake store, she spotted a familiar car. She stopped on her tracks, and her heart raced. "It can't be Lucas. He's miles away from me, and he's not the only wealthy guy with that type of car." Aria tried to convince herself that the car wasn't for Lucas, but she was still filled with doubt. With a sigh, she decided to walk closer to the store, and see for herself. As she got closer to the car, its doors opened and Aria froze as Lucas face came to view. He was looking as handsome as ever, and he didn't even age a day. "Hello, Aria." He greeted her. "Lucas, what are you doing here?" She stammered in response. "Are you really asking me that?" He asked her. "Yes. I am asking you why you're here." Aria retorted, feigning annoyance. "You know it's funny that you ask me that when you called for me." Lucas replied. "Called for you? Are you insane?" "Maybe I am. You practically drive me nuts, especially with the charity work you've been doing so far. That's so noble of you." "Are you stalking me?" Aria yelled out. "Stalking you? No way. But you can say that I have eyes everywhere, and I see what you've been going through for the hounds that tried to hurt you. It disgusts me, and it makes me wish I had ripped out their hearts that very day, and save you this trouble." Aria's face darkened with anger. She blinked a few times, shocked that Lucas would say such words. "For a minute, I thought you were human. I wondered if you were doing good; I felt you might be remorseful for the pains you put those kids through, but I was wrong all along." "You know, I could do you a favor, and relieve you the stress of watching and taking care of them. All I have to do is to simply give them a charitable death." Lucas said, and Aria's hand flew up all the way to his face, and it came down hard on his cheeks before she could stop herself. His guards growled, and for a moment, Aria was scared of what might happen, but Lucas laughed. "You're such a fierce lady. If you had done this that day, I'm sure they would've ran away with fear for your ruthless slaps. At least, all of these drama would've been avoided." Aria was shocked to the teeth. She couldn't believe her ears. "How can you call yourself human? You have no feelings at all." Her voice was shaky as she spoke. "Trust me, I do have feelings. It was my feelings for you that made me do what I did in your defense. Only that you don't understand the concept of protection. If that day were to come again, I'd rip them apart without a second thought." "People were right to run from you whenever you came by. I was the stupid one to think that there was hope for a brute like you. You're the clear definition of evil, and I wonder who raised you to become such a devil." "You do have a way with words, Aria. And I must say that I'm hurt, but yet impressed." Lucas said with a tight smile. "I regret speaking to you on the day we first met. I hate you more than I hate the devil, himself. And let me warn you; if you touch a hair on those boys head, I'll make life so miserable for you, you'd wish you were in hell." Aria threatened, and stormed away. She went into the coffee shop leaving Lucas speechless. He watched her put on her apron and get to work. He went into his car, and as they drove away he remembered her threats and scoffed. "Take me to those bastard's apartment. I think I should pay them a visit." "You know Aria will find out." Levi said to him. "That's the plan. She has to understand that I have power to do whatever I want. Let's go." Lucas replied, and scoffed again, her threats still ringing in his head.The city light shimmered like scattered stars as the car came to a smooth halt in front of the mansion's gate. The night had been different. For once since Selene's return, there had been no tension clinging to Lucas's shoulders, no shadows lurking around his gaze. The plan had been to distract Aria, and take her mind off the weird thoughts that were creeping all over her, but it had worked for Lucas too. Sitting there while watching Aria eat, he had realized that he infact needed the distraction more. Before Aria found him at the window, he was long gone. Dragged into the abyss of his past, where no warmth existed. The dinner had been elegant, quiet, almost unreal_soft music, warm lighting, and the kind of attention that made Aria feel like she was the only person in the world. The whole time, Lucas watched her. Like a man who had lost his soul, but only found it when she was with him. Like a man, undeserving of her pureness. Her love. Like a man who had decided for a momen
The night rested quietly over the mansion, draping the walls in a soft, silver hush. Beyond the tall glass windows, the garden stretched endlessly, bathed in moonlight. The trees stood still, their shadows long and watchful, while the faint rustle of leaves whispered secrets only the darkness understood. Lucas stood before the window, unmoving. One hand rested lightly against the cool glasses, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond the garden_far past the trimmed hedges, past the iron gates, past glass, but even that seemed distant, as though the man staring back at him belonged to another time. His expression was unreadable. But his eyes... his eyes carried something heavier. A storm that had long passed, but somehow never left. Fragments of memory drifted through his mind like echoes refusing to fade. A voice. A laugh. A word that had once crafted itself into him. A word that had changed his entire being. WEAK. His jaw tightened slightly. For a moment, the silence around him fe
The night hung heavy over the barren plains of the Lower Realm, where the faint glow of distant lava rivers cast long, jagged shadows across the cracked, blackened earth. The air smelled of sulfur and iron, and the distant wails of the tormented, echoed like whispers from the void.Lucas walked side by side with Selene, his boots leaving dark impressions on the scorched soil. "Why do you walk like you own nothing?" Selene asked, her voice cutting through the night. "Do you think the realm would learn to fear you if you keep walking like that?"Lucas lowered his head, jaw tight. He didn't reply."Keep your head up." Selene continued, circling him like a panther. "You still doubt yourself... you don't think you are strong enough_but Lucas, I've seen you. You have the power of a legion combined, and that power cannot be hidden any longer." She paused and held his shoulders, forcing him to meet her gaze. "We are here to rewrite your destiny. You must not hesitate. The moment you do that,
The massive gates of the throne room closed behind Lucas with a thunderous boom that echoed through the dark corridors of Hell.For a moment, he simply stood there.His chest burned where Lucifer's power had crushed the air from his lungs. The pain in his ribs throbbed with every breath he took, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the humiliation clawing at his mind.WEAKThe word echoed over and over again in his thoughts.Lucifer's voice had carried no anger when he said it. Only certainty.And regret, as though he had truly acknowledged Lucas to be his mistake.Lucas began walking.The corridors of the infernal palace stretched endlessly in every direction, carved from dark volcanic stone that seemed to drink in the red glow in the surrounding lava rivers. Shadows crawled around the walls like living things.Lucas barely noticed them.In his mind, the scene replayed again and again.The invisible hand squeezing the life out of him.The laughter.The mockery.The moment t
The throne room of Hell was vast enough to swallow enemies.It had been built to intimidate_with black stone pillars that rose like jagged teeth toward a ceiling lost in darkness. Their surfaces veined with faint crimson light that pulsed like a slow heartbeat. Rivers of molten fire crawled through channels carved into the floor, filling the chamber with a dull, suffocating heat. Despite the constant oppressing heat, the vast chamber still felt cold.At the far end of the hall sat the throne.Carved from jagged obsidian and bones of fallen creatures, it rose like a monument to cruelty. No mortal craftsman could have created something so terrible, but yet magnificent.And seated upon it was the great ruler of hell.Lucifer.He lounged lazily across the throne as though the infernal kingdom around him were nothing more than a personal amusement. One arm rested along the side of the throne, his fingers tapping idly against the stone.Lucas stood several steps away from the throne, his h
In the absence of the goddess, Lucas' mansion forgot what heaviness felt like. The corridors that once dimmed and echoed with nothing but the quiet hum of restrained power, had softened. Sunlight filtered through curtains that had remained drawn for decades, warming marble floors that had only ever known shadows. The chandeliers no longer cast cold, ceremonial light, they glowed warmly in the evenings, like the house itself had learned how to breathe.There was no silence of abandonment.The usual suffocating stillness that used to follow Lucas after a bloodbath, was gone also.Everything felt different.The estate had always been magnificent_imposing, eternal.But for two weeks, it had been... alive.There had been laughter.Soft and fleeting, but real.Footsteps that didn't carry fear.Doors that closed gently instead of with force.Even the staffs, despite being demons, now moved differently too.Quieter. Not out of fear, but out of respect for the peace that had settled over thei
The room was dimly lit, bathed only in the faint gold of twilight that filtered through the half-closed blinds. With her phone in her hand, Aria stood by the window, her gaze distant. Her mind had barely known peace since after the descent, and now, the silence between her and Lucas haunted her. Sh
Levi held the car door for her, and helped her get in. As the car doors clicked shut, and the engine came alive with Levi behind the wheel, Aria let out a breath. All these while, she had been worried that the witches would catch up with her, but now she was out of harm's way. What excited her more
The rest of the night was a restless one for Lucas. His mind wandered off with thoughts of what or who could've hurt Selene so bad that she retreated for safety. The goddess wasn't the type to run away from battle. She was just like him_resilient, stubborn, strong and powerful. Back when they were
After the confrontation with Aria and the devil, Selene stood at the edge of the darkened forest, her golden eyes reflecting the faint glow of the moon above. The coven's presence was unmistakable now_she could feel it pulsing every second, like a heartbeat underneath the earth.She clenched her fi







