LOGINLucas poured wine into a glass and handed it to Aria, but she shot him a suspicious glare.
"Am I supposed to drink something that came from you?" She asked him. Lucas laughed, and sipped the wine in her glass, then he set it on the table by her side. "You have nothing to worry about, Aria. I'll never hurt you." "And yet you did." Aria said, and looked away. "Let's be clear. I never intended to hurt you, and I didn't hurt you still. You're the person who's taking responsibility for something that should have nothing to do with you. And that is why I'm offering to help you out of this misery." Aria shot him an angry glare, and he apologized and smiled warmly at her. "I think I better order in that lunch before I get whopped again." "You better, because I'm not playing around with you. But Lucas, we need to talk." "I know we do. I'm sure this is about my little excursion to your friend's apartment, but I can assure you that I didn't say a word to them. I just wanted to see how they were doing." "I told you not to go close to them. Didn't I?" "I'm sorry about that, but I couldn't help it." Lucas replied. "This is fun to you right? Being mean, and evil to people." Lucas heaved a sigh, and sat down on the couch close to her. "You've called me evil a good number of times that it almost feels like it is my true name. You don't need to be doing that anymore because it has stuck in my head already. You said you were coming so we could rekindle our friendship." Lucas replied. Aria was mute for some seconds. She knew that the only way to keep those boys out of harms way was to become friends with Lucas. At least he would be focused on her, and will leave the boys alone. She willed herself to be calm and not fall out of track. "Whatever. We're back as friends, but Lucas, don't go visiting those boys again. You need to put a cap on it. They're straight, and they're going through hell. I don't need you causing more harm to them. And you also need to stop hurting people. You should be nicer to people, and not make them run away from you." Aria advised, and Lucas sat still, listening to her. He liked the sound of her voice, and he watched her alluring lips move as she spoke. He wondered what her lips would taste like if he kissed her. "So because you want me to stay away from your new friends, you're offering me your friendship." Lucas noted, and Aria sighed in frustration. "No, dumbhead. Was that all you heard me say? I want you to stop hurting people. Didn't you hear that part? You need to act human." "I can't guarantee that I'll never hurt someone. Aria, if someone tries to hurt you, I won't let it slid. I don't mind doing to them what I did to your new friends, so it'll be nice if these crazy people steered clear from you, and we'll be good." Lucas responded. Aria nodded when she saw that there was no point in pursuing the matter. Lucas finally ordered their lunch, and the two discussed over the food. After spending hours listening to Aria talk about herself, Lucas drove her home. "Take care of yourself, Aria." He said to her, and pecked her lightly on the cheek. Aria felt a burning sensation as his lips touched her cheek. She quickly went into her apartment in a bid to hide the blush on her face. That night, the devil visited his son for the first time after a hundred years. ** ** ** The lights in Lucas room had suddenly gone off accompanied by a strange wind. Lucas stood from his bed, and his eyes changed. A spear appeared in his hand, and he got ready for whatever dared to come into his room. A shadow crept into the room from the window, and Lucas raised the spear to stab the shadow with it, but he heard a familiar voice. "Is that how you greet your father after a hundred years?" The devil asked. "Lucifer." Lucas spat his name, and the devil scoffed. "Lucifer? So I'm no longer father or even dad? That's cute, though I'm disappointed. I must confess." "What are you doing here? What do you want?" Lucas asked him. There was a deep frown on his face. "She's very beautiful. What was her name again?" He pretended to be in thought. "Aria, right?" At the mention of her name, Lucas pushed him to the wall, and pinned him. "Don't you ever go close to her." He warned him. "Will you kill me like you killed your mother?" "I will do that if I have to. If you get any close to her, I'll cut you down without a second thought." The devil released himself from his son's grip, and crossed over to the other side of the room. "Even after a hundred years, you're still as fierce as ever. You know, I raised you even when I could've left you to rot." "You didn't leave me to rot, and in exchange, I spent fifty years of my existence serving you and doing your bidding. I owe you nothing." "Lucas, how can you be this evil?" "Coming from a person who's evil itself. That's pretty funny, don't you think?" The two stared at each other for a long time. The devil chuckled lightly. "It's good to see you love a human after all you did to their kind in the past." "I won't be warning you again. Crawl back quietly to hell, and do not bother Aria. If she so much as dream of you, I'll break down the gates of hell and do horrible things to you." Lucas threatened. His eyes seemed like a thousand flames were in them. Lucifer laughed even harder, hearing his son's threat. "What more could you possibly do after killing your mother?" "You don't want to know. Trust me, there's so much that I can do. Don't ever breathe a word about Aria again." Lucas said, and retracted the spear in his hand. Lucifer walked closer to his son, till they were a breath away from each other. "You must really love this girl. Does she even know what you are?" "I won't warn you again." "Why don't we reveal your true self to her and see if she'll love you after that? What do you say, son?" "I've ran out of patience to listen to you talk. Go back to hell, and stay away from Aria." "I hear you son. But just so you know, that I go back to hell doesn't mean that others can't get to her." With that, the wind blew again, and he disappeared from the room. The lights came back on, and Lucas punched a hole in the wall, angry that his father had found out about Aria.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
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
Days after Lucifer's visit, Aria stayed restless, day and night. She didn't feel right with the devil's advise, especially after witnessing the hatred Lucas showed towards him when he warned him to back off. But the devil's warning lingered in her mind, and it bothered her. She decided to seek Levi
Lucas stared at her with unseeing eyes. Centuries had passed since he last saw her. In the time when Lucas was feared, and only a whispered name among creatures all over the realm, Selene had backed him. Helping him triumph in every battle he fought. She was his backbone. His then soulmate. But aft
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







