Astrea thought she was alone in the world, until she discovered that she had been "gifted" by the Devil himself. Unlike most people who have guardian angels, she finds herself with a guardian devil, given a chance for Lucifer's redemption. After a c...
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After that day, I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I'm worried that my feelings might do something to the deal. What if she doesn't feel the same way?
He stood in the dimly lit room, his gaze fixed upon Astrea as she paced nervously. He could sense the turmoil within her, the inner battle she fought against her own emotions. His heart pounded in his chest, anticipation mingling with a hint of trepidation.
"Is everything alright, Estrella?" he asked, his voice a calm façade masking the whirlwind of emotions that raged within him.
Astrea took a deep breath, her eyes searching his with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "Lucifer, there's something I need to tell you. Something that has been weighing heavily on my heart."
Curiosity tinged with apprehension filled him as he braced himself for her words. What would she reveal? The intensity of their shared experiences had undeniably deepened their connection, but he had suppressed his own emotions, fearing the consequences they might unleash.
With a voice that trembled slightly, Astrea spoke, her words reaching his ears like a delicate melody. "I... I've come to realize that my feelings for you extend beyond mere gratitude or camaraderie. The more we spend time together, the stronger my attraction and affection become."
A flicker of surprise danced in Lucifer's eyes, mingling with a longing he had long suppressed. He knew he should have anticipated this, should have acknowledged the emotions that had been silently growing within him. But now, as Astrea's vulnerability unfolded before him, he felt both grateful and conflicted.
Astrea stepped closer, her hand reaching out to touch his. "Lucifer, I understand the complications, the risks involved. But I can no longer deny the truth that resides within me. These feelings... they are real, and they demand acknowledgment."
His gaze locked with hers, Lucifer's voice held a mixture of tenderness and caution. "Astrea, I have felt the depth of what lies between us, the unspoken connection that defies explanation. But I have held back, fearing that my own desires might endanger you or distract us from our mission."
Astrea's grip on his hand tightened, her voice filled with unwavering conviction. "Lucifer, I believe in the strength of what we share. Our connection is a gift, not a burden. And I refuse to let fear dictate our path. Together, we can face any obstacle."
A sense of relief washed over Lucifer as he heard her words, as if a weight he had carried for eons had been lifted. He had denied himself the chance to experience love and connection, fearing the repercussions of his own desires. But now, perhaps, it was time to embrace the truth that beckoned to him.
He took a step closer, closing the distance between them, his eyes filled with a mix of affection and surrender. "Astrea, you are a beacon of light in the darkness of my existence. You have shown me compassion, understanding, and a love I never thought possible. I have fought against these emotions, but now I realize that perhaps it is time to stop resisting, to acknowledge the depth of what we share."
