Part-21

"Got me playing with fire

Baby hand me the lighter,

Taste just like danger, chaotic anger,

But I can't stop the rush,

No, I can't give you up,

And I know you're not good for me,

But I fell in love with a devil,

I'm under his spell....."

Another month I spend in a blur. One month since Zahara had entered my life, one month since Nicholas had graced me with his unwanted presence, and another month since Lucifer had tried to get civil with me. It shouldn't hurt, but it was. I would usually see him at breakfasts, dinners, or when he would come to my room to feed me his blood. But never he tried took mine, though he needed it. He never forced me to sleep with him or dragged me back to his room.

My belly was showing now, a lot more. And since I had time to think, I concluded so many things. Like how much I needed my child. This baby growing inside me was now my everything, my life, my demise.

"Alaric is a nice name," Elijah said, scooping another spoonful of ice cream