“Whatever it was faded from my thoughts as soon as it disappeared from the water.”
That conversation was not what I was expecting. “How do you know you saw something if you can’t remember?”
“Because,” he said the word with so much reverence that my skin flushed again, like the Devil was telling me a grave secret of his. “You won’t—you can’t forget what introduced every sin to you by a mere glimpse, even if you can’t recall exactly what it was.”
His tone ensnared me. “Well, go on. How did you change?”
“How do you think? I said sins. Lust hit me instantly. Imagine being an angel who didn’t have to piss suddenly having an engorged cock?”
I covered my mouth to hide the smile, trying to imagine what Luke looked like as an angel. There was no way I could picture him as anything other than the horned male I knew him as, but he must have been quite different before. Even so, who he was in Hell was what called to a part of me—a part much bigger than I wanted to acknowledge.
“Well, did you figure out what to do with it?” I gestured between his legs, so he knew what it was.
He shook his head like I was a nuisance for asking, but I didn’t miss the flash of fangs, like a slight smile, before he said, “Instincts came naturally, Kitten. I figured it out immediately.” Then his brows pinched together. “The other sins came one after another. I got hungry after that. Then slowly everything else came. I tricked Eve into releasing the same wickedness inside me onto their new world. But it wasn’t enough. Angels weren’t supposed to do the things the humans were doing. I grew tired of no one else understanding why I wasn’t satisfied with how things were. Some angels became like me, as you know, and well... You should know how it goes.”
Still… “I find it strange that you changed so drastically over something you don’t remember.”
“It didn’t matter that I couldn’t remember. It woke me up, woke everything inside me.”
“In a way, don’t you think fate’s a kind of bitch?” He quirked a brow, then rested his elbow on the table as he leaned in as if he was telling me to go on, so I did. “It’s like no matter what we do, everything’s already decided. Even you were a victim.”
“I wasn’t a victim, Kara.” He smiled, flashing a hint of fang again.
A warm fizzle settled inside my chest from his smiles.
He continued, “Just because my story isn’t what you expected doesn’t change who I am or the things I’ve done. I bet you don’t know I held your mom captive when she was human.”
Every molecule inside me rioted. Hades, a part of me wanted to pretend I didn’t hear it. “I know you have a terrible history with my dad.”
“Don’t give me those eyes. Your dad came to her rescue rather quickly. I believe that was the last time I allowed him to enter Hell.”
“Why did you have my mother?” Did I want to know?
“To kill her,” he said plainly. “I didn’t want another Grim Reaper on my hands, messing up my plans. I knew what your mother was destined to become, and what they’d create from their love. More trouble for me.”
“You purposely say things to piss me off,” I muttered, snatching another roll and biting into it. Before I swallowed, I added, “Well, congratulations.”
I allowed him to infuriate me easily that time. And it wasn’t like I hadn’t known things had happened but hearing it from Luke’s mouth was a different matter. My family had to disappear for him to be happy.
Melancholy seeped into my bones. I hated that I enjoyed our conversation, learning about him, before he purposely added my parents.
“I didn’t bring up your mother to upset you. But you need to understand I’m still me despite how I landed in Hell. When I peeked into that well, I wasn’t a victim. Knowing what I do now, I’d still do everything the same.” He grabbed a strand of my blond hair, letting it slip through his fingers. “Every choice has brought me right to this moment where I’m getting everything I want.”
I snatched my hair from his hold. “Oh, how lovely. My family needs to fade so you can live your destiny.”
He chuckled. “Don’t use that bratty tone if you’re going to pretend to come for me later.”
My clit throbbed, proving that nothing was fake, like Luke wanted to believe. Maybe he needed to believe his own lies, like me, to make sitting there chatting with the enemy acceptable. Funny how our chatting didn’t just seem okay. Our conversations felt normal. Like the most natural thing to exist.
My face was burning off, so I angrily bit into some sort of pork instead. “Back to when you changed. So, you’re telling me you threw the human world into chaos just because you experienced an erection. Basically, their world suffered because you learned horniness.”
His nose crinkled. “I guess so.”
“Men,” I muttered. “It doesn’t matter the species or world.”
“Do I need to point out you’re allowing me to touch you despite being the enemy? Whether you’re trying to fool me or not.”
My face had only started to cool! I hated that he was making valid points. “I can’t stand you.”
