(MARRIED TO THE DEVIL SON)VOLUME 3

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Ilyas took a chair and sat next to the bed when Heaven told him to stay. If Zarin came back, she didn't have the energy to deal with him, so having Ilyas there made her feel relaxed.

For a moment she had thought it was Zamiel who came to her. She had panicked. She didn't want him to see the situation she was in with the person she called a friend. For the first time she was ashamed to call Zarin her friend, so she was glad that it was Ilyas who came to her.

They communicated through the necklace and the bracelet which let him know where she was when they needed to meet, so he must have used it.

"Thank you for staying." She told him.

He gave her a meek smile and a slight nod. Just like her father, after all the fights, not one hair on his head was out of place. His light golden hair that almost looked white fell to his shoulders smoothly. It complimented his pale skin and his pale blue eyes. He had hollow cheeks just like Zamiel and it gave them both a wolfish predatory look. She wondered if it was a smoke demon thing.

"Do you also consider yourself a djinn?" She asked.

"Yes." He said simply.

"But you don't hate me? I am part witch and the devil's granddaughter."

"You clearly chose a different path than your grandfather, and you didn't choose to be born as a witch." He explained.

Heaven nodded. She was glad that there were demons who thought differently.

"I know I said I would introduce you to father. I haven't forgotten. I am trying to find a more appropriate time." She told him.

"I am in no rush." He spoke calmly.

After a while, Ilyas left so Heaven could take a bath. She couldn't fall asleep being dirty. It bothered her.

While bathing, she thought about Zarin and Zamiel. She wondered if Zamiel knew that it was Zarin who send Rose. He probably did, and yet again she felt ashamed. Then she remembered when Zamiel told her to trust him. Was he speaking of Rose? And what was it that he wanted to tell her?

Unable to contain her curiosity, she teleported to his home after bathing and getting dressed.?Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click /book/married-to-the-devil's-son_14205835806705305/chapter-72_51054486248023194 for visiting.

When she came to his room, she was surprised to find him sleeping. Why was he sleeping during this time of the day? She walked closer and looked down on him. He seemed to be sick again. His face was pale. She wondered what was happening to him. Last time he had broken all the furniture in his room.

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She touched his forehead. He wasn't burning like before, but he was still warm and again he slept wearing nothing on his upper body. It must be the heat.

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Zamiel woke up from a familiar scent invading his senses. It smelled like spring, like a warm breeze carrying the scent of blooming flowers. It was a smell that reminded him of greenery and sunrays.

He opened his eyes, squinting his gaze followed where the scent came from. Next to him, in his bed, he found Heaven sleeping.?His eyes widened in surprise. He had to touch her just to make sure he wasn't dreaming and Heaven would wake up just to kill his family again. But he was very much awake as he felt the warmth of her skin and the softness of her hair against his fingers.

Heaven stirred in her sleep, then slowly opened her eyes. For a moment she just stared into his and even smiled.

He smiled back at her, but that caused her eyes to widen. With a gasp, she sat up and looked around before looking at him.