“My lord, I didn’t mean it. Please forgive me. I made a mistake. I’ll do whatever you wish.” I take two steps forward, my heels clicking loudly against the cement floor as I stand before the demon who took my sister’s life. “He’s not the one you should be begging,” I tell him, and his gaze travels from my face to Lucifer’s in the corner. “My lord?” “You heard her,” he replies, and I have to shake off just how attractive that was to me.
