21. Debt

It was hard to lift a man as big as Lucifer onto the bed, especially after carrying him from the hall because he was so drunk. So Angeline just left her brother lying on the fur rug in the guest room. When she returned the next morning to check on him, he was still lying there.

His eyes were tightly closed, but his lips were muttering something clearly audible for someone who is still sleeping. "Maid..." he was delirious from his sleep "Ma-id. My love...come b-back to me"

Blond strands were disheveled, his shirt was a mess. The effects of the alcohol apparently lasted.

Angeline landed a strong pat on his left cheek. "Luc..."

"who the hell is he talking about?"

Lucifer caught her wrist in a swift motion. Angeline gasped in surprise. She forcefully tried to release his grip on her wrist. But he seemed to be having a dream so vivid that he thought he was grasping the person in his dream.

"I got you" Lucifer mumbled again. Still unconciousness. And just then, brought Angeline's ha