𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮

Siri play 'My love is on fire'

"So tell me Mr. Lucifer, why is a portrait of my parents at yours? Why am I here? What is that you needed to tell me?", he was appreciative of me diverting the topic but I couldn't care less. Regardless of how fearful I am of him as of now. This is not the best moment to avoid concealing my fear. And I promise I tried hard enough but he catched my eyes & spotted the weight of his sheer presence beneath the surface of my skin. He recognized the air filled with his masculine scent was pressing on me right now. Siding me & crushing me with it's existence. 

Tears gathered in my eyes. Not because I was hurt, not because I was afraid of the unknown but because in the room only I was close to my parents & he was the one to know the truth about them. Every detail, everything about my parents life, I dearly & whole-heartedly cherish it. I am not scared to know what this gangster hides away but I am pained to see he hasn't yet told me about it. 

They did not live long enough for me to remember much about them. But I have seen them in my dreams, talking to me. They cried for me & for my sister. For leaving us behind. But they did not leave us uncared, they did not leave us in hands of someone who would fail to give us the love we deserved. All these years my Aunt has offered us a place to call home. She never expected anything from us, she truly loves us as her own. She looked after us, never any different than her own child, Lily, my cousin. 

Movement beside me caught my eye. I hadn't seen him move but he had already dragged a chair near without a blink. "Sit, cara mia", he rasped. I sat with a light thud, transferring my saddening energy to the chair. It bears my burden & I bear another burden. It sits on my shoulders & eats my brain. Then he moved his hands to my knees, squatting in front. Never knew I would see the devil on his knees. But I guess everybody has their story to mourn after. He raised his hand, placing it against my left cheek. If he were someone else I would have leaned into his hand, for he was truly the devil, straight from heel. His hand all warm, even when coldness is all that surrounds him. 

"My mamma & your parents were allies, il mio bel fiore. They were there for each other. I see you in pain, e mi strazia il cuore. Technically my mom & yours were childhood friends. At that time my nonno ruled the famiglia", he exclaimed softly, unlike his devil self. He swiped his thumb through my damp lashes, where a tear had escaped involuntarily & I ached for him to continue. I needed to listen till the end, put my heart at ease. "They were all young adults, wild & untamed. Your parents were madly in love unlike mine. My mom was abused in places hidden from the world. She never liked wearing exposed clothes so the sins of my dad were kept away from the eyes. She was too scared to let out word about the capo's son. So she kept quite until I was born & my dad raised his hand against me. Non temer mi amore, sono solo un diavolo perché sono cresciuto nel fuoco, bruciando e soffrendo", he continued. And I yearned for more.

"Things started to get heated. My mamma took hits that were meant for me, since they showed in shades of green, purple & blue. Your parents immediately took action against it even though they were loyal to my family. One day when dad was away with business. Your parents planned an escape for me and mamma. We would have been successful if my dad weren't keeping tabs on us. When he located us all, he shot everyone right in front of a child. He killed his mamma, he destroyed everything in this world for him. That was his revenge. He took me back alive after promising mamma that he would make his precious son, her only beloved child into a monster. That he will turn her nightmare into reality. He took away not only mine but he snatched away the world for two other girls as well", he finished. 

With him concluding everything, I was at loss of words. He was still empty inside. He still showed the only warm side of his that he had. To me. To me he opened doors of the only softness that had remained inside. It was due to his mother. It was because of the love he had for her. And everything struck me so deep right this instant that I wailed. Lowering my face into my hands, I cried for all that had left us behind. I cried, he wasn't aware but I cried for all the innocence that had left him. For he had no one who was there for him. We were left with our aunts but he. He had to battle against himself, had to suffer through God knows whatever that contributes to who he is today. He exasperatedly sighed, & called me to stop my tears from flowing. But little did he know that I wasn't clearly crying on my own accord. There are emotions I can't control unlike him. 

He tipped my chin up with the movement of his fingers & speculated my vulnerable self with gentleness. As if he were afraid he'd break me. "Don't cry, dio ha mandato, we can't change what has been done.", he whispered hurt. The hurt only visible through the cracks in his demeanour.

I harshly rubbed the back of my hand on my face in a failing attempt to get rid of wet traces of tears. "But we can what will. We can change what will happen. Your pappa had his revenge. Now we shall have ours. You are Mr. Lucifer. But me. I have been burnt in the same hell you lived through. I am different, I will rise from the ashes & get done with my revenge.", I stated sharply.

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Translation

cara mia - my darling, il mio bel fiore - my beautiful flower, e mi strazia il cuore - and it breaks my heart

Non temer mi amore, sono solo un diavolo perché sono cresciuto nel fuoco, bruciando e soffrendo - Don't fear my love, I'm just a devil because I grew up in fire, burning and suffering 

dio ha mandato - god sent

I did all the translations so my lovely readers would not have to, if I missed any do let me know. 

Hehehe. Had yall guessed that Mr. Lucifer would become so different when he's alone with Rose TT I guess I delayed this chapter too much but I was trying to make it any better for the past few days. I'm still unsure if it's up to the mark but it'll do because at the end of the day it's what I decided should happen in my story. Or should I say Rosalia's story

>_<Much love, stay safe everyone & here is a reminder to be grateful of life<3