After watching the sunrise together, Zamiel took her back home. They arrived at her garden. Suddenly a sadness settled in his heart. He did not want to let go of the woman in his arms. The one who made him smile and comforted him today. The one who made him want to live.
She was too good for him. He didn't deserve her. Yet he had awakened her demon. He was both happy and guilty about it. Happy because he was the one to awaken it, that her demon responded to his kiss with such intensity made his heart burst with joy. Guilty because now she would be restless and dealing with intense urges and emotions. And when he couldn't satisfy her urges, he shouldn't have awakened her demon.
She looked up at him. Those emerald eyes, staring at him pleadingly. He already knew what she was going to say. She would tell him to stay. Now, with her demon awake, she would be even more stubborn.
He gazed down at her, waiting. Would she ask him to stay or would she refrain from it?
"Thank you for tonight." She smiled.
He wanted to lean down and kiss her, but he didn't want to stir her demon. His was already restless enough. It did not help that she took good care of him or that she smelled so good.
A frown settled on her face. "Will you go back to that dark house?"
She didn't like the idea. It brought a smile to his face. "I am not staying there anymore."
She pulled back from his hold but still held his hand. "Where are you staying?"
"I'll show you next time." He promised.
She tightened her hold on his hand. "I don't want to let you go." She admitted.
Zamiel inhaled deeply to calm his demon down. Being ancient, he should be able to do it easily, but it was difficult to resist her, especially now when the urge to renew the mark was still there.
"I don't want that either."
Her face lit up. "Will I see you tomorrow then?" She shook her head and chuckled. "I mean today?"
The longing in her eyes only added fire to his own. How was he to step away from her if she didn't choose him?
"Yes." He replied.
Suddenly he sensed someone inside her room. It was her annoying friend. What was he doing in her room so early?
Zamiel couldn't deny that he was curious about this friend of hers. He had come to her rescue twice, and Heaven seemed to care for him a lot.
He wondered if he could be the one.
When he sensed that he was about to leave the room and come to the garden, Zamiel drew Heaven into his arms. He leaned closer as if to kiss her. Would her friend stop them?
"Heaven!"
Heaven gasped, startled. She turned around. "Zarin. What…"
Her friend Zarin tried to keep a calm face, but Zamiel could see anger flashing through his eyes.
He knew it.
"I should leave." Zamiel spoke.
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