The Devil's son

CHAPTER ONE

Hiii beautifull!!

I am so happy to start this story, it had been on my mind for a long time now!

Set is on the pic of this chapter. Imagine him more muscular and with longer hair;)

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Set pov :

I was again standing in the darkness of her bedroom.

Indeed, each night since a year or so, I came to look after her. Even if it was for a minute, a second I needed to see her. In fact, I needed her. But like every damn love story, I couldn't be with her. It was forbidden. Well, that was what everybody always said to me.

"An immortal and a mortal can not reproduce nor love, it is against nature. It is Against God." This sentence pronounced by too many people always found a way back into my mind while I stared at her.

She was so fucking beautiful.

It was such a waste that she was mortal when all of her kind was such stupidity and cruelty. Humans were ugly and selfish. They were incapable of thinking of someone else than themselves unless it was for their best interest. They were bad. Bad for the one they loved and for themselves. This is why they created hell after all? Anyways they were fucking useless.

But, her, she was a goddess. Her dark blond curled hair was purity. Her pink heart shaped lips were softness. Her dark green eyes were selfness itself. And her body, holy fuck, don't even get me started on how hot it was. On how hot she was.

And I didn't even know her name. Pathetic, I know. I saw her once in my dream and it became an obsession. She became an obsession. Everywhere I went, I was looking for her. Every smell I tracked could have been her. I had just one small vision of her smiling at me and it was enough to know I wanted her. So, I searched all the freaking earth for her and when I finally gave up, she was there, smiling for some kind of stupid human shit, but she was there and I knew that I had to do everything I could to protect her at all cost.

So now here I was, wishing that I wasn't me and that we could have a life together one day.

I was too deep in my thoughts to realize who was near me. A shiver went down all the way throught my spine. Anybody-- any fucking body but him. I turned my head sightly just enough to lock my gaze with his. My father, Lucifer Morningstar, the king of hell himself.

SHITTTT. I was so so so dead. The only time I had desobeyed him, he hurted the shits out of me and it was for some kind of stupid shit I had done. This, this was clearly the worst thing I ever done. So with all the conclusion I made, he was going to kill me at any second from now.

"Kid." He said with a rough and deadly voice. My eyes shutted by instinct, ready to have the shit beated out of me.
I wasn't ready when I felt a hand dropping off on my shoulder.

"You really like her, do you?" Ok this was clearly unexpected but I couldn't lie to my dad so I just nodded, incapable of saying the words out loud. "And you know it is against the rules." My heart ached at those words. I knew it, of course I knew it. But, I always wished it could be different somehow. Then, to my suprise, Lucifer continued.
"We are bringing her home, son."

My heart raced at his words. It can't be. This had to be some kind of trap my father wanted to do to punish me even harder. But, he looked so sincere. I didn't know how to think anymore.

"Set, you're gonna help me get her or should I do it alone." Alright, this was enough to convince me. I approched her and whispered in her ear.

"I am going to take great care of you sweetheart."

I turned to my dad and his smile had turned evilish. He mouthered words I could not hear while he snapped his fingers together. He was hiding something from me. It was impossible he wanted me to be happy with her. As his eyes were mere black, I knew it was all a plan but I needed to figure it out.

A second had passed and we were in hell.