The star crossed lovers

XIX

Davina's eyes locked onto Lucifer as he approached, his tone authoritative. "Coz I am telling you to," he declared, radiating an undeniable authority and power. All around her, the atmosphere seemed to shift, acknowledging Lucifer's presence.

Davina's grip on Victoria slowly loosened, and she released her from the firm hold. Victoria staggered back, rubbing her neck, her eyes narrowing with a mixture of resentment and fear. The tension in the room hung thick as Lucifer fixed his gaze on Davina, a silent exchange transpiring between them.

"Leave," Lucifer commanded, his words slicing through the charged air. Davina shot one last intense look at Victoria before turning and exiting the room, leaving behind a bewildered Victoria and an air of mystery that lingered.

As the door closed behind Davina, Lucifer turned to face Victoria. "You underestimate her, " he remarked, his voice a low, measured growl.

Victoria, still recovering from the shock, countered, "I saw the man she stabbed."

Lucifer sighed, running his hands through his hair.  

"You knew it? It was you, isn't it? But how is this possible? You were born as a demon." Victoria mumbled her last words as a question to her own self . 

"No one is born as evil or a demon, Victoria."

"Since when? Since when did you know about her?" Victoria questioned in disbelief.

"Since the first time I laid my eyes on her."

"What the hell is wrong with you? She's dangerous. How can you trust her, Lucifer?"

He sighed again, the weight of centuries evident in his eyes. "Trust isn't always about safety, Victoria. Sometimes, it's about understanding the risks and believing in the potential for change."

Victoria's expression wavered between skepticism and confusion, but Lucifer didn't elaborate further. Instead, he strode out of the room, leaving her to grapple with the aftermath of Davina's sudden display of power.

Meanwhile, Davina navigated the labyrinthine corridors of Lucifer's mansion, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. The echoes of her confrontation with Victoria reverberated within her, and she couldn't escape the realization that her newfound strength came at a cost—the unraveling of the delicate balance between the living and the dead.

As she moved through the shadows, the weight of her actions settled upon her shoulders. She couldn't shake the feeling that the enigmatic Lord of Death held more answers than he was willing to reveal. The complexities of her existence seemed to deepen, leaving her with more questions than resolutions. And in the midst of it all, the intense gaze that Lucifer had directed at her lingered, a silent promise of revelations yet to come.

her feet took her to the exact same place where it all started . The familiarity in these wall were hitting her to the point that she wasn't able to keep the difference the reality and the memories. There was only one face that was crystal clear to her in all her past lives . 

"After all this time , you are still here .  " Davina asks, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion.

Lucifer's eyes are deep and sorrowful as he responds, "I never left."

Tears well up in Davina's eyes, and she lets the truth spill out. "I wished for a better ending, Theo," she says, her voice breaking as she calls him by the name he once bore—Theo, her lost love from a time long past.

But Lucifer's tone is sharp as he corrects her. "Theo is dead, Davina. You killed him, right here, in this very spot." His words echo through the chamber, laden with the bitterness of centuries.

"You massacred my entire family, Theo," Davina retorts, her voice edged with pain. "And I'm not talking about the innocent lives. Was I supposed to forget all of that just because I fell in love with you?"

Theo's voice, or Lucifer's now, is filled with sorrow as he replies, "Love? What a joke. It's the nature of beasts to fight for survival. Was I wrong to protect my people when it was your father who sought to destroy us first?"

Davina's tears flow freely now " How was i supposed to forgive you if it was my family and my people who died for the sake of your and your people survival Theo . no matter how my father was in front of the world but he was still my father . "

Lucifer's face twists with pain as he speaks. "You're your father's daughter, Davina. He raised you to be a mirror of his hatred. You could never see his wrongs, not even when it cost me everything."

His voice grows softer as he continues, "What if it was me who had died by your father's hand? Would you have done to him what you did to me?"

" . . . " Davina remains silent, unable to answer because deep down, she knows the truth. Her love for Theo had been real, but so had her loyalty to her father. The conflict between these two truths had driven her to the unthinkable but was she not aware of it when she fall for this man . what was she expecting a happy fairytale ?

Theo's voice cracks with emotion as he says, "Right " he chuckled softly mocking her before continuing. - "No matter what, you don't kill the one you love. Maybe you didn't love me enough. Maybe it was only me who waited for you, time after time."

Davina, broken, can only whisper, "Why did you wait?"

Lucifer's answer is heartbreaking in its simplicity. "I have remembered you for longer than I have known you, Darcey," he says, his old name for her slipping from his lips as if it had never left. "I wondered if whispering your name would still hurt after all this time."

Tears begin to fall from his eyes as he chuckles softly, a hollow sound filled with despair. "It does," he says, his voice breaking.