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“Clara?” she squeals, and I find myself smiling at her happiness. I need to do things that replicate this emotion more often.
I don't want my Little Devil to be miserable while staying here with me. I need her to want to stay, and to love me.
She's it for me. My soulmate. I never thought I would live for the whims of a woman, but for her, I would do anything.
Yeah, this girl has me collared and on a leash at her disposal. I just hope my enemies never find out.
CHAPTER TEN
SILVER
After Luke disappeared through the portal, Kane comforted me and tried to distract me with ice cream and trashy TV, but I still couldn't get the defeated look on his face out of my head.
I knew he loved me, but I never thought he felt inferior to the other guys. He's the Devil for fuck’s sake.
If not for the prophecy he wouldn't blink an eye my way. So is it really out of the realm of possibility for me to think this is all a game to him?
It's true that I love the guys, but I'm starting to fall for Luke as well. I know that I shouldn't, but he’s shown me a new side to him, and it's drawn me in like a dumb moth to his flame.
I always thought he was attractive, and our connection was strong, but he was my professor. It was a college girl crush back then.
How was I to know that he would give me an ultimatum, drag me to Hell, and ask me to marry him? Or that he was the damn Devil?
I think I'm going to need to talk to him, whenever he decides to act like a fucking adult and come back to me.
I can't believe he portaled out of here instead of just having a conversation with me like a man.
Even Kane was confused. Am I really that terrifying?
But for now I just sit here and wait for him to return.
Who knows when that will be though. Time still runs weird down here, and I don't think I'll ever figure it out.
“I'm going to go grab us some of those muffins. I portaled them all to the kitchen,” Kane says before standing and leaving the room.
It's late, and we've already watched two seasons ofDesperate Housewives. He says he's only watching it to cheer me up, but secretly, I think he's hooked.
I mean Eva Longoria is a babe and he's loving how sassy Gabriella is.
Someone knocks on the door, and I'm expecting it to be Layna or Thimon, not my damn fiance.
I open my mouth to ask why he's knocking when a person I never thought I would see again steps in front of him and rushes toward me.
I jump out of the bed and run toward her. “Clara?” I shout, and Luke freezes, watching our exchange.
He seems to be thinking really hard about something, but at the moment, I don't care.
We can talk after she leaves. I need a little normalcy.
“Silver, oh, it's so good to see you,” Clara says and I agree. She looks good. Her lavender hair is longer, but she still smells like patchouli and hope.
“We have missed you at choir. The Ascensions need your original compositions.”
I close my eyes and sigh. I haven’t even thought about writing lyrics or singing. Now that she’s mentioned it, I realize that I’ve missed it. Things are just so different down here.
“I didn't know that you sang?” Luke says, but I don't acknowledge him. There is a lot he doesn't know about me.
That's kinda what happens when you just claim a woman as yours and bring her to a new dimension.