(MARRIED TO THE DEVIL SON)VOLUME 3

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Heaven waited for her father, who insisted he would go in her place, ignoring her wishes completely. She found out that her grandmother had already offered herself in exchange, but her grandfather only wanted her. So Heaven hoped he wouldn't accept her father's offer.

Her grandmother started to pack her clothes. "What are you doing?" Heaven asked.

"If you are going, then I am coming with you. Your grandfather doesn't want Lucian."

"No! You need to stay. Father and mother will be sad once I leave so you need to stay with them."

"They have each other. I am not letting you go alone." She said with finality.

"I don't think Lothaire will allow you to come with me."

She stopped packing and turned to her. "Lothaire didn't accept an exchange, but he told me I could come to him if I wanted too."

"That is why you shouldn't. He will be happy to have more of us joining him."

"Heaven. We will go there but we will never belong there. We have to make him realize that." She said.

It wasn't a bad strategy. Following her grandfather to his kingdoms but not following his footsteps. Wouldn't he tire eventually and let her go if she didn't become the person he wanted her to be? She would have to keep her mind strong.

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Just like her grandmother suspected, Lothaire didn't accept her father's offer. Now it was time for her and her grandmother to leave. Her mother was still not convinced, but Heaven used the mate excuse.

"Would you not do the same for father?" She asked. "I don't want to lose Zamiel or any of you."

Her mother understood her reasons, but she just had a hard time accepting them.

While her mother struggled to accept her decision, Heaven was still confused by how easily Zamiel let her go. She shouldn't be. All of them should have realized sooner that there was no way out. The devil could and would do whatever he wanted.

Zamiel watched her in silence while she packed. She tried to focus on the task and not think of anything else, otherwise, she would end up crying.

No! She wouldn't think of how the separation would feel for all of them. She would just go and leave her emotions behind.

Once she was done packing, she turned to Zamiel. She dreaded this moment, but she would have to say goodbye. She couldn't avoid him. Besides, he had been supportive, so she owed to thank him as well.

Don't cry Heaven!

She smiled at him. "I guess it is time to leave." She said, trying to sound as optimistic as possible.

Zamiel walked up to her and grabbed her face between his hands. "You don't have to pretend with me." He told her. "Just tell me what you truly want to say before you leave."

She placed her hands on top of his and looked into his silver eyes. "I will miss you." She said.

A selfish thing to say when she was leaving.

He smiled. "I will miss you too." He said, and then he leaned down and kissed her.

One kiss. Just one kiss made her feel at peace at that moment. It chased away all the fear and exhaustion and oddly; it made her feel strong instead of weak. The way his kisses usually made her feel.

He kissed her as if he wanted her to remember what kissing him felt like and hold on to that memory. When their lips parted, all the emotions she had been pushing away started to come swim to the surface.