“W–will I go there when I die?” Those eyes—so hot and full of hellfire as they locked with mine. “Not a chance, Pet. You’re mated to the devil and his three favorite sinners. Even if a fleet of seraphim try and wrench you away. We’ll start a fucking war with the heavens if that’s what it takes to keep you.” He laughed. “Hell, the humans already think I did that.”
