welcome in Heaven once they’ve received their immortality. He’ll be reborn, but he won’t be your brother anymore. He will be a recycled soul that never fits into this world. They normally become those that are lost, never understanding the shit haunting them from their past life.” Lucifer turned, grabbing a drink from the bar.
“We need to discuss Makenna.”
“She’s staying with you and Lucian. If she can? She’s not safe with me right now. I am being hunted by angels once again. If they find her, they will kill her.”
“I was going to say that she should stay with you. Does anyone have any good news?” I asked, as Lucifer downed his drink and rapped his knuckles on the counter for more. “Kendra said you loved her and that she belongs with you.”
“No, she didn’t. She has no idea what happens down there or what I am.” He snorted, draining his glass. “I have Cassidy, and Helen in Hell, being tortured endlessly, and I enjoy watching them suffer. They’re being skinned alive and then slowly burned until they are nothing more than a meal to consume. Once the last morsel is eaten, their bodies are made whole again, repeating the process on an endless loop throughout eternity.”
“Oh, that sounds lovely.” He turned to look at me mid-drink, with his brows raised to his hairline. “I mean, I wouldn’t want to try it out or anything. But it seems a fitting end to the likes of that pair.”
“How’d that asshole get you? What did he do that I didn’t, Lena?” Luc asked, scanning my face as if I’d give it away.
“I fell in love with him first and wouldn’t let him forget that I was worth loving,” I admitted, nodding at the bartender, who placed a cup in front of me, pouring a drink. “I will keep Makenna, Lucifer. I will love her as if she was my own, but you will still be in her life. I can’t begin to understand the decisions your father made when he cast you from Heaven and abandoned you, but you are not him. I know you would not forsake Makenna and that you want to be a part of her life, and so you shall be, in whatever capacity you choose.”
He snorted, downing another drink. “You almost fucking died, and I hated myself for being the reason for it. You’re quicksand, Magdalena. You’re fucking quicksand.”
Lucifer turned, smiling, as he noticed something over my shoulder. He leaned in before I could guess his intentions and kissed me on the lips. Backing up, I stared at him as if he’d lost his fucking mind.
One second he was on the stool, and the next, he was sailing through the air without anyone having touched him. I watched his body break the wall, cracking the plaster as he smashed against it, slowly sliding down. He landed on his feet effortlessly, fixing his suit jacket before he winked at me.
Shifting my attention back to my drink, I found Lucian on one side of me, and Spyder standing on the other. Smirking at their jealousy, I lifted my glass and sipped from it.
“Was that necessary, Lucian?” I inquired.
“No, but it felt good.” He grinned wickedly and leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Now you’re getting spanked before you get fucked on that desk.”
“Care to make it a show? My memories of that time are missing, so I don’t know if she enjoyed it,” Spyder snorted, and a gust of wind sent my hair sailing into the air. I turned, staring at where shadows were barely touching the wall before Spyder emerged from them, smirking. “Here, Kitty cat. I got some catnip for that pussy.”
“I’m almost glad you erased his memories. Although, I think he is enjoying this more than if he had them,” I muttered.
“Indeed. Go visit with your mother and grandmother. I intend to steal you before I allow them all in to see our son,” he stated openly, and once again, the entire bar turned to look at us. Freaking immortals and their seriously enhanced hearing. “If I didn’t want them to know about Benjamin, they wouldn’t.”
“Don’t get inside my head,” I snorted, turning to face him.
“I’ve never been in your head. I read your expressions. I see your thoughts displayed on that beautiful face, and I know how your brilliant mind works. I just really enjoy taking my time and getting to understand the woman in which I intend to spend eternity with.”
Chapter Forty-One
Some people