Mine!

He hears movement downstairs, jealously building again. Mich shouldn’t be here. He sits waiting, unsure of his plan.

“I figured you would be here. Your mess is cleaned up. She is downstairs eating. What is your plan, Lucifer? You need to just go and leave her. Why buy a house this close?” Belial looks at him.

“Doing what my mind tells me to, killing him, then I can go back to hiding and pretending I am not here.” They turn, hearing someone walking upstairs.

“You should get some sleep, maybe leave sex for tonight?” The sound of Mich making Belial disappear, Lucifer watching as he takes off his jacket, throwing it on the bed before walking towards him and the bathroom.

His eyes widen as he sees Lucifer. Lucifer’s hand wraps around his neck, his nails digging in.

“Don’t make a sound.” He watches as Mich nods. Moving Lucifer drags him out, going back to his place. He watches the pure ter