At The Devil's Mercy ||H.S AU|| 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒

Prologue

I dreamt about him all the time.

Ever since that morning in Anne's shop, that feels so long ago, I dreamt about him.

I didn't know who he was, I didn't know why I was dreaming about him. But it was always the same dream.

I'd be in a dark room, all alone. I suddenly hear footsteps getting closer and closer. They stop....

Then I see him. I see his curly hair, his sinister smirk, his eyes, his wings. Oh, his eyes... His eyes, pools of endless black then to a memorizing emerald green, staring into my soul.

Sometimes, in my dreams, he would have wings then he wouldn't. But I knew what he was.

When I saw him again, I was terrified. For he, he was The Devil. In every way, he was The Devil.

But when I got to know him, the real him. I couldn't escape him, not even if I tried.... I didn't want to, I didn't want to escape him.

For I,
I was....

At The Devil's Mercy.

A/N
I'm writing this story because I have yet to update Protectively Loving You... I'm having trouble writing down my ideas. But because I have planned this one differently, it might be easier.
I'll update whenever I can.
To show whose POV, I will put either their name or initials.
All the love
M x