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 morning felt⦠different.Not like other mornings when Aria would lay in Lucas's arms, talking about random things. Or the mornings when she'd wait patiently while Lucas made breakfast.This morning was too different.Justāoff.Aria moved quickly around the room, her energy lighter than usual, almost buzzing beneath her skin as she pulled on her shoes and reached for her bag. There was a quiet excitement in her chest she hadnāt felt in a long time.Something simple.Something normal.And she liked it.A lot.āI donāt like it.āLucasās voice cut through the space before she even reached the door.Aria paused, her hand hovering midair before she slowly turned to look at him.He was watching her.Not casually.Not the way he usually didāwith that quiet, steady calm that made everything feel grounded.This was different.His gaze was sharper.More focused.Suspicious.āā¦Donāt like what?ā she asked carefully.āThe way youāre eager to leave.āHer brows pulled together slightly. āIām not
Time had never moved this slowly before.Aria stared blankly at the board, her chin propped against her palm as the instructor went over something she already knewāsomething she had perfected days ago.Measurements. Ratios. Techniques.All of it felt⦠repetitive.Familiar.Too familiar.A quiet yawn slipped past her lips before she could stop it, her eyes watering slightly as she blinked away the heaviness pulling at them.Lack of sleep.That was Lucasās fault.Her lips twitched faintly at the thought.He had been particularly unreasonable the night beforeāpersistent in that calm, unshakable way of his that made it almost impossible to argue.Or leave.Or sleep.She exhaled softly, shifting in her seat before finally giving in, letting her head fall forward onto the desk.Just for a moment.Just to rest her eyes.The faint hum of the classroom blurred around herāvoices, movement, the soft scrape of tools against surfacesāall blending into something distant.Muted.Safe.It was barely
Peace, Aria realized, was a dangerous thing.Not because it was fragileābut because it made you forget.And she had forgotten.Not entirely, not in a way that erased what Selene had said or the weight of it⦠but enough that the sharp edge of it had dulled. Enough that the fear no longer sat in her chest like something alive.Days had passed. Then weeks.Nothing happened.No looming threat. No whispers in the dark. No signs that anything had shifted beneath the surface of their world.And somehow⦠life had continued.Better than continued.It had bloomed.Lucas had a way of making everything feel⦠effortless.He showed up without warning, sometimes with nothing but that quiet, knowing look in his eyesāand other times with things that made no sense coming from someone like him.Flowers. Books. Jewelry he claimed was āinsignificant,ā though Aria was fairly certain entire fortunes had been spent on them.And then there were the days he took her out.Not extravagant in the way that would'
Aria hadnāt opened the door in hours.At first, it had been angerāsharp, defensive, hot in her chest like a shield she refused to lower. But anger was a short-lived companion. It burned fast, bright⦠and then it left.What remained was something colder.Quieter.Something that sat in her ribs and refused to move.She stayed curled on the edge of the bed, still dressed, still unmoving, staring at nothing in particular. The curtains were drawn, the room dim, but not dark enough to hide from her thoughts.Seleneās voice hadnāt left her.YOU DONāT BELONG HERE.YOU'RE DESTROYING EVERYTHINGYOU WILL BE THE REASON HE FALLS.A knock came again.Soft this time.āAria,ā Leviās voice filtered through the door, smooth, careful. āYouāve been in there all day.āShe didnāt answer.There was a pause, then a quieter addition, almost reluctant."You shouldn't be like this... he's worried."Her fingers tightened slightly against the fabric of the bedspread.Still, she said nothing.Footsteps retreated.
āThe mansion felt different at night.āColder.āNot in temperatureābut in presence.āāThe silence stretched longer, deeper, as though the walls themselves were listening. Shadows clung to the corners more boldly, shifting with a life of their own, bending around the dim glow of the chandeliers that barely pierced the darkness.āāBy the time Lucas stepped into the grand hall, the air already carried her presence.āHe didnāt need to look.āHe knew.āSelene stood by the towering window, her back to him, her silver hair catching faint light as it spilled over her shoulders like liquid moonlight. Beyond the glass, the night stretched endlessly, the horizon swallowed in darkness.āShe didnāt move.āāDidnāt acknowledge him.āāLucas stopped just a few steps behind her.āSilence settled between them.āāHeavy.āāUnspoken.āāTime passed.āāSecondsāor minutes.āāThenāāāāYouāre unusually quiet,ā Selene said at last, her voice smooth, almost bored. āI thought you would have come in here
The apartment was quiet. Not the heavy, suffocating silence of Lucas's mansion, where every shadow seemed to watch and every corner felt like it held secrets older than time itself. No. This silence was lighter. Human. Ordinary. And yet...it still didn't feel like home. Aria stood in the middle of the living room, her arms loosely folded as she took it all in again_as she had done every morning since she moved in. It was a modest space, but carefully chosen. The walls were painted in soft neutral tones, the furniture modern and simple, with just enough elegance to remind her that this wasn't something she could have afforded on her own. A wide window stretched across one side of the room, letting in morning light that spilled across the polished floor in warm, golden streaks. Outside, the city stirred_cars passing, distant voices, life moving on without hesitation. It should have felt comforting. And in some ways...it did. It was nothing like the mansion. Nothing like the
Levi lay on the bed with his eyes open in deep thoughts. He worried for his master, and in the darkest part of his mind, he imagined his master going through hell in the hands of Leviathan. Lucas had planned prior to his journey that he'd return in two days, but two days has passed already, and the
The oceans split for him, and Lucas descended. The echoes of Leviathan's last words of an impending enemy was loud in his head. He wondered who would dare cross paths with him again after Behemoth. He thought of Aria, and hoped she would be save until he returned from his quest, and put an end to B
After Lucas disappeared, Aria shuddered in fear, and disbelief. She stared at Levi, unsure of what to say, as the thought that Levi could be the same as Lucas lingered in her head.Levi led her out of the battle scene, and brought her back to her apartment, but she was too scared to let him go."I
Lucifer appeared at the edge of the world. The ocean beast felt his presence and rose from the bottom of the ocean."Even the devil chooses to visit. What an unpleasant surprise.""The great Leviathan. Lord of the oceans. I've come for my son." Lucifer replied with a tight smile."Your son? You mea







