His Little FLOWER (Lucifer's Flower) ✓

Chapter 12

"When a Devil falls in love,
It's the most hauntingly
And the most beautiful thing ever.
And you should be terrified,
For he will go to the
Depth of hell for her."
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I paced back and forth in my room, locking the door. I squatted down against it, still unable to believe what I had just seen. I knew he saw me too, even from a distance. I did what any normal person would do.

I ran.

I heard heavy footsteps echoing and instantly knew who was on the other side of the door. My stomach twisted into a knot of nervousness. A soft knock on the door made me want to hide.

"Flower, open the door." Hearing his soft voice made my hands sweaty. This couldn't be solved by running; I had to face it. This time, I wanted answers at any cost. But was I ready to face this situation? Was I ready to face him?

Am I ready to face him?

The answer was a big, fat no.

Finding no other way but to face it, I slowly got up, wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I inhaled deeply, counting to ten in my head to keep calm. I turned the knob and opened the door wide.

His dark locks fell over his eyes as he stared at me through his long lashes. I moved aside to let him in, and without breaking eye contact, he entered.

"You dropped this while running."

His voice was blank, devoid of emotion, just like his face as he raised his hand, waving the book I had dropped in shock. I nodded, taking the book from him with a shaky hand and placing it on the table, maintaining the distance between us. All the courage I had gathered a few minutes ago now flowed away.

"I know you saw everything." His voice was raspy.

My heart began to race. I looked up to meet his gaze, only to regret it as his dark, cold eyes bore down on me with intense scrutiny. But as he tilted his head slightly, the sunlight fell directly on his beautiful face and long, sun-kissed neck, making his eyes appear a softer, lighter shade of green-blue. It was impossible to tell if he was a dangerous devil or a beautiful angel.

"Ask whatever you want to ask!"

"Who are you?" I stuttered, trying to put on a brave face.

"Leon De Luca," he replied plainly.

"Who are you really?" I asked carefully.

When he came out of the royal courtroom, I saw him with five people. Two of them, a man and a woman, turned into wolves. One of them was the same wolf I had seen in the woods, bowing before him with their paws in front of them. The other three did the same in human form before vanishing into thin air.

He definitely couldn't be just a normal human.

He looked away, pinching the bridge of his nose, then looked back at me, exhaling deeply, this time with warmth in his eyes.

"These people call me Lucifer," he said calmly, almost in a whisper. My eyes widened in horror.

"Leon, I asked who you are!" I shouted, taking a step back. His eyes followed my movement, darkening as his jaw clenched.

He took a step forward, but I held my ground, even though my whole body started to tremble with fear.

"I told you. I'm the same Lucifer your people named," he replied in a cold, honest voice.

"You're lying! Lucifer was just a myth!" I yelled.

Lucifer couldn't be real. I had read about him. He was given that name because he killed thousands of people and tortured them in the most horrible ways possible, becoming the king of all the shifters. He had made Earth a living hell, slaughtering anyone who came in his way. But according to the book, no one had ever seen his shifter form, so they didn't know what he truly was. After some time, no one heard anything about him. It was as if he never existed, but all of that happened centuries ago.