Lilith III
Irritated I leaped back on him, slicing his throat with a fingernail, The tray fell from his hands, and he laid on the floor, gasping for air.
“I already ate breakfast,” I snickered, thinking about Ariel. In Tartarus, he stood by the cell window, waiting for me, he was in a human body, a grey-eyed young fellow, who was wickedly handsome.
“Eve III, it's me, Lucifer, I have failed you, my queen, the girl is stronger than we think, we can't—”
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