The Devil Is And Always Will Be a Gentleman (Revised)
26 parts Complete MatureA 2023 update of my one and only fic.
"What happened to your eyes?" she managed to utter, her voice strained and breathless. Michael's lips curled into a gentle smile as he rose to his feet, moving toward her with a deliberate, almost hypnotic grace. His arm encircled her waist, drawing her closer until their bodies molded together seamlessly. Lydia's gaze delved into Michael's eyes, searching for answers, for some semblance of understanding. But all she found was a captivating enigma, a mystery that only deepened her intrigue. "Who are you?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. With a tender gesture, Michael tucked a stray strand of hair behind Lydia's ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Her breath hitched as he leaned closer, his lips grazing her cheek in a delicate caress, leaving behind the faintest hint of a kiss. Slowly, deliberately, he traced a path to her ear, his teeth gently tugging on her earlobe as he whispered,
"The Antichrist, darling."