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BLAKE'S POV:-

I couldn't stop myself anymore. I just wanted the pain in my chest to heal. I just wanted that pain in my chest to subside. I thought if my skin would start burning, I wouldn't feel the pain in my chest anymore. But I was surprised when I felt nothing on my skin but a little tingly feeling. Samia brought me out. I wanted to ask her if I was not even worthy of being loved. She was a very innocent woman. She never hurt anyone. She never killed anyone innocent. Unlike me. I knew God would hear her. If she would pray to god for me, maybe God would not hate me anymore. I might have done something that God didn't like.

Otherwise, God never hated anyone. I just couldn't remember what I had done. I grabbed her hands and squeezed them. "You are an innocent person. You always said that God saved you. That he heard you and helped you out. Will you ask God to forgive me too? I promise I am trying so hard to remember what mistakes I have made. I just can't remember what I did. But if you ask God, he will forgive me. Because God loves you." I added in a low tone. I was begging her to help me. I was terrified of living alone. I was tired of living alone. I didn't want to have a lonely life. I wanted to love someone and to be loved as well.

Samia opened her mouth to say something but instead of words, a whimper escaped her lips. I made her cry too. "I am so sorry. I made you cry too. I don't know why, but wherever I go, tears, sadness and darkness follow me. Maybe that's the reason why I am punished. You know, I can never become a mother. I can never have kids. I swear I can control this." I added sadly while crying. She pulled me back to the chest while crying. I knew I just couldn't do anything to control the chaos that follows me everywhere. It felt good when she hugged me. It felt like I had a sister who cared about me. It was a warm and loving hug.

She was rubbing my back as I was crying on her shoulder. She pulled away after a minute. She grabbed my hands and squeezed them. "Stop talking nonsense. You are perfect as you are. And Lucifer loves you. If not, he would never have left you with something that is dear to him. This pendant in your neck, is a signature that he loves you. Or why would he leave you with something he spent centuries to look for." She replied to me after a long time. She was staring into my eyes as she spoke to me. I just couldn't understand. If he loved me so much, why was he not responding to me? Why would he leave me all alone if he loved me?

I wanted to ask her those questions. But then, Samia turned her head towards the door of my bedroom. I frowned in confusion and followed her gaze. Tears welled up in my eyes as I saw Lucifer standing at the door. "I will never forget what you did today. Thank you for being here at the right time. I need a little time with her alone." Lucifer thanked Samia. She nodded her head and stood up. She walked out of the bedroom. I also stood up but kept my eyes on the ground. I couldn't stop my tears. They were flowing freely. My heart started beating erratically inside my rib cage as Lucifer walked towards me. His hands were inside the pockets of his pants. He was staring at me but I didn't dare look into his eyes.

I was afraid of him. What if I was right. What if he was here to tell me that I was not good enough for him. What if he was here to tell me that I could never be with him. What if he was there to tell me that he deserves someone pure, not a slut like me. I was clutching onto the towel tightly. I was breathing heavily. He pulled one of his hands out of his pockets and wiped my tears. Then he pinched my chin lightly and guided my gaze towards his. His eyes were glowing red with anger. His red eyes made me shiver in fear.

He took another step closer towards me. I held my breath for a moment. Then I inhaled sharply. He pushed me on the bed. I gasped loudly as I collided with the soft metrus. He hovered over me. He grabbed the towel that was covering my body and ripped it off of my body. "So you think I am punishing you? Little demon! You think I left you alone? Let me show you how I punish someone who assumes things like you." He whispered in a low but angry tone. He sat up on the bed and ripped his clothes off of his body. I was suddenly afraid of him. I tried to crawl away from him. But he grabbed my ankles and pulled me back.

I closed my eyes as I couldn't see his angry face anymore. I felt his lips on mine. He was kissing me softly. He intertwined his fingers with mine as he kissed me so softly. He pulled away after a minute-long kiss. I opened my eyes to see his face. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call yourself those dirty names? I don't want you to think so low about yourself. You are not destined to live alone. You belong to me. How many times do I need to repeat myself?" He asked me in a low and angry tone. I knew how angry he got whenever he heard me calling myself those dirty names. He just couldn't control himself.

I licked my dried lips as I opened my mouth to answer him. I knew it would anger him more if I didn't answer him. He pulled away from me and sat up on the bed. It squeezed my heart to see him pulling away from me like that. I also sat up on the bed. I went closer towards him. He turned his head to glare at me. "I am sorry. It's not my fault that I was raised around sluts. I just feel like I don't deserve you. You deserve someone better. I can't even have kids anymore." I apologised to him while trying hard not to cry again. I still couldn't control my sobs. I was sobbing quietly while answering him.

He sighed as he wrapped one of his arms around me and pulled me to his chest. I also wrapped my arms around him. I had missed him. "You belong to me. You are mine. I don't care if you think that you can't conceive so you don't deserve me. I don't fucking care. You were born to be with me. That's it. Stop assuming things on your own." He replied to me angrily while rubbing his hand on my bare back gently. He was angry and gentle with me at the same time. I didn't know what to believe. He never even told me that he loved me. And he was saying that I was assuming things. Was he expecting me to assume what he felt about me?

"You never said if you love me or hate me or if you even want me. I can't assume that you love me." I added in a low tone. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards his. I was staring into his eyes. Just then, he stuck his tongue out of his mouth and licked my face.

"If I wouldn't love you, why would I leave you with something so precious I have? You know why? Because you are more precious than this pendant that was made for me in heaven." He replied to me in a low tone while staring into my eyes. He pecked my lips then let go of me. I was so shocked to even respond.

I sat up on his lap and cupped his face with both of my hands. "Do you mean it? You left me this pendant because you love me?" I asked him in a low and hopeful tone. He just nodded his head. I didn't care that I was sitting naked on his lap. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. He cupped the back of my neck and laid me down on the bed. He broke the hug but didn't pull away from me. My legs were wrapped around his waist. I was breathing heavily while he was scratching my skin with his finger nails. I gasped loudly as I closed my eyes and arched my back. He was turning me on.

My eyes shot open as he pushed his fill length inside my vagina. I was not lubricated enough for him to thrust inside me. But I wouldn't say I did love the way he thrusted his cock raw inside my cunt. "You were saying! Let me make it clear for you. So you will never do anything stupid like that again. You are mine to hurt. You are mine to fuck. You can only sleep with me. You can only spread your legs for me. Don't you dare hurt yourself again. Only I can hurt you." He whispered softly in my ears as he fucked me so hard.

I was moaning loudly as he didn't stop at all. Not until after about an hour, he growled loudly and unloaded his warm seed inside me. He was not even bothered but I felt exhausted. I made me cum nine times until he came once. I was breathing heavily. I didn't even have enough strength to move him off of me. Not that I wanted him to move away. I liked his cuddles. He wrapped his arms around me and flipped us over. I was lying on top of him. He didn't pull himself out of me. I buried my face in the crock of his neck. While he wrapped his arms around me tightly.