“What is your given name?” Apparently, it wasn’t so simple—he had stiffened infinitesimally at the question, and for a moment, his gaze went straight through her as though he were not seeing her at all. “My name is Lucian,” he finally said. Lucian. The name meant light. His mother must have had a penchant for irony. Or remarkable foresight . . . Lucian—Lucifer— Beelzebub.
Dreamy sigh
