Lyra's POV It was a beautiful day. It seemed so perfect. Derrick did everything to give me whatever I wanted. When I asked for him to grill us some meat, he did it without asking me anything. He had no idea how to do barbecue, but he was so excited that we were on vacation together that he tried to pretend that he knew what he was doing. Although the fire was too big and the beef looked like it was about to be cremated, I gave him a huge smile and showed him my two thumbs up just so I could see his confidence rise. I haven't tried to eat steak on skewers before, but I think he's onto something. I just have to remember to put a lot of salt on the sauce that I'll make later; he really used at least three granules to season the whole two-kilo pack. Derrick is very knowledgeable at a lot of things, but I figured out that he's not great with cooking. "Love! Do you think these are done cooking?" "Yeah! Put them on the plate!" I think they've been done for at least ten minutes, but when
Lyra is feeling torn. Seeing how Derrick tried so hard just so he could keep the bad news to himself made her heart break so much more. She could tell him that she knew, but she can't ruin the fun vacation that he's been trying to give her. She could clearly see how it would be much more difficult to manage for Derrick as well. As they sat by the beach, eating some freshly cut fruits, Lyra could see him peeking at his phone, trying to check the news that came from his men, who were dealing with stuff back at home. He'd then turn to her with a big smile on his face, as if nothing had happened. The stress was piling up on top of his plate, and soon it was going to spill over. "Love, do you want to explore the place?" He's been asking her that for quite some time now. He knew that she would give him the same answer, but he would still try. "You can shop, you know?" "Alone?" That was it, her overly used response. "Why are you trying to push me away? Did you find someone more interesting
"I really thought you were meaning to do something else tonight when you told me that we were going to have a long night," Derrick said, defeated. He rolled his eyes and sighed as he drove as Lyra fed him some fries. "I was expecting something else to taste and enjoy.""Yikes, what are you talking about?" Lyra winced. She always wasn't ready for Derrick's random innuendos, but she can't blame him this time. It was really her fault that he thought of something completely wrong. "You're addicted to sex.""Woah!" Derrick gasped. "I never said anything about sex! What are you thinking? Oh my goodness, you're thinking about sex now?"Lyra sarcastically smiled and nodded, "Oh, yeah. I have been thinking about it nonstop. Like, right now, I am.""Okay, stop. "I will literally stop the car.""Stupid!" she blushed before grabbing a delicious looking piece of sushi and shoving it in her mouth. "You sound like a perv every time.""What can I say? I have been addicted to you.""Okay, maybe don't
It was a total shock, waking up with your face posted on one of the biggest magazines in the country. Lyra was a little bit stunned by the fact that she loved how the photo turned out. It was gorgeous. It was a photo of Derrick and her standing side by side while looking straight into the camera. They weren't smiling, and Lyra could tell that it was because Derrick just naturally didn't smile on any of them and she was actually too anxious to even blink. Flipping through the pages, Lyra saw a lot of their photos on different pages. It was much more than what she was told. The whole magazine was peppered with their faces. "This is a lot," she whispered as Derrick sat beside her, looking over her shoulder. "The magazine looked like our own photobook; what happened here?" "I guess they tried to use as many photos as they could to hopefully make us feel better." Derrick responded, kissing her cheek. "I don't mind; you look very good on all the photos." "That's not what we're talking ab
Derrick was left with his two followers, watching his every move. For some reason, they feel chills running down their spines as he sits there on the living room couch, grinning while looking at the flowers swaying freely in the garden. Dame sighed and sat down with him before sighing once again. Zin stood still, arms crossed, and an eyebrow raised. He sat as if he were acting out a really beautiful scene from a music video, and the two had never seen his eyebrows and forehead be that relaxed. It was creepy. If they didn't know better, they would literally confuse him for a psychopath. "There's something wrong here," Zin whispered. He rubbed his arm with his palm to stop the goosebumps. "How am I the most normal one out of all of us right now?" "Go ahead, ask him," Dame stated. He rolled his eyes before turning to Derrick. "You two better stop arguing," Derrick commented. "It's not wise to ruin my perfectly great day." "Master," Zin called. "Why do you seem so happy and worry free
"Alright, there are a lot of things wrong with me today, and I can't tell you how happy I am to see both of you here in my apartment, ready to hear all and anything I wanted to spill or talk about, but please, don't ever ask me what's wrong." Lyra and Raine both exchanged worried looks upon hearing the chunky greetings they got just as they entered the door to Rhian's unit. They haven't even said hello, and they could literally tell that she was dealing with a ton of issues at the moment. Raine was quick to agree; she simply nodded, not really questioning what her cousin was talking about. Lyra, on the other hand, was really confused. She was too close to asking; there are a lot of questions that popped up in her head, and she's not sure how to deal with them without confronting Rhian head-on. When she felt Raine's sneaky tap on her shoulder, she bit her tongue and pretended to agree without hesitation. "So, how's the weather?" "Really, Lyra?" Riane rolled her eyes and sighed. She
No matter how long it had been, Lyra wouldn't get used to her new life. Everything being so convenient, and the world changing to give her an advantage in everything she does, is completely foreign to her.She doesn't need to worry about traffic or waiting for the bus for so long. She doesn't even have to deal with weird taxi drivers because Derrick gave her a subscription to a luxurious driving service. Because now, anytime, she can just call a private driver. That's not all. When they left the building, three security guards followed in another car just behind them. Lyra almost wouldn't have noticed that someone was after them if Raine hadn't told her. The friend explained that there was always a guard following her and Rhian whenever they left the building. In the beginning, they said that they tried to stop them. However, upon thinking about it, they didn't mind anyway. Raine knew what happened to her cousin, and Rhian, even though she didn't say it, was obviously afraid of someth
Lyra's POVLyra was starting to get tired of everything they had done. She could no longer feel her feet after their almost three-hour tour. What she had eaten earlier with her friends, as well as the guards who always hid from them, was no longer in her system. She was hungry again, and she didn't know what else to do but keep quiet as they walked while grabbing onto her friend's arms."My legs are starting to feel weak," she whispered to them. "I want to sit; could we?""My goodness, Lyra! We have a lot of places to check out. We haven't even looked for cute shoes that would match our super cute blazers!" Rhian placed her hand on top of her chest as if her heart were broken because Lyra was ready to call it quits. "How about you, Raine? Are you still alright?""I am not going to lie; my feet are starting to feel a little numb," she said. "Lyra and I aren't used to touring the entire mall for hours, you know. You've been doing this as if this is what you were born to do. I am about t
"It’s already seven; where is she?""I swear, Zin, they told me that they would be home immediately; they were just in the restaurant; what would take them so long? They can walk from there to here and it will only take an hour.""I think we should have followed Miss Lyra around as well," Zin replied to Dame. "It is much more difficult for us to take good care of her when we are still focused on the office job. It’s going to risk her life even more. We made a really bad decision; I am already calling it." Zin bit his lips and sat back down on the couch, looking out of the window to see the exact moment that the security people and Lyra would arrive back home. "I think it’s better if we just tell her exactly whats happening. It could really be the best option, but we ignored it like a psycho and chose the risky approach.""I know that trusting other people for Miss Lyra’s safety is a little bad for us to do, but it’s a matter that should be stopped by humans, right?" Dame stated. "If s
"It’s been fine," Lyra happily smiled as she spoke with her friend, Rhian. "I know that you two might think that I am lying, but I swear, I am doing a lot better this week. I am trying my best to have my best life.""I know you are really worried because of your relationship with Derrick; Zin has already told me that," Raine joined in as she placed two huge bowls of shaved ice dessert on the table. "He had told me that the two of you had a really bad fight. He asked us to be extra nice to you because you are really sad about it.""Yeah," Lyra lied. "But we were able to talk it out.""Of course, nothing will be resolved when you put time and effort into communicating your real feelings and your true emotions. It’s really great to hear!"Lyra nodded once again. She was not able to tell her friends that everything they were talking about right now were thoughts and pieces of information that appeared out of nowhere. Dame and Zin had informed Lyra one week ago that there was a rumor roami
"Dame!" Zin rushed inside the mansion with sweat dripping from his forehead. He saw how Dame’s eyes grew big in surprise, and before he could even say anything to him, Zin had already snatched his cold beer and chugged it right in front of him. "What happened to you?" Dame looked around, checking whether there was someone chasing after Zin. However, aside from the beautiful and calm view of the pool behind him, there was nothing. "Why do you look like that?" Is there someone chasing after you? Are you in trouble?" "I don’t think I was being chased," Zin said. Dame rolled his eyes when he answered. "Then why do you have to come in here as if you were about to die or something? You stressed me out within the few seconds that you arrived." He grabbed the bottle of beer from Zin’s hand and took a sip from it as if claiming what was his. "What’s wrong with you then? Were you able to visit Master?" "I did," Zin answered, sitting beside Dame. "I actually did a lot more than that, and I r
As Zin soared higher in the darkened sky, he marveled at the view before him. The borders of hell and earth were marked by a jagged line of jagged rocks that extended as far as the eye could see. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur, and the sky was a deep shade of crimson that seemed to bleed into the horizon. In the distance, he could see the dark silhouettes of mountains rising up against the fiery sky and the occasional flicker of flames dancing in the abyss. It was a desolate and terrifying landscape, but one that Zin had grown accustomed to over the years. As a demon of hell, he had traveled to the borders many times, but this time felt different, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to go horribly wrong. Going closer to the edge, he felt tightness in his chest. It's always been this way whenever he flew closer to crossing the borders. He could already feel the breeze coming from the land of the living, but his gut feeling seemed to have won that tim
Elvis sat in his grand office, surrounded by opulence and extravagance. The room was adorned with expensive paintings and rare collectibles, but the air was thick with tension. Wendy, his best partner in crime, sat across from him, her face set in a deep frown. The only sound in the room was the soft ticking of a gold-plated clock on the mantle. Despite the grandeur of the room, there was a sense of foreboding that seemed to permeate every inch of the space. Both knew that they were treading dangerous waters with their plan to bring down Lyra, and the tension between them was palpable.Elvis sat across from Wendy in his office, his eyes locked on hers as he pitched his latest plan."Wendy, I need you on this one," he said, his voice low and urgent."What's the plan, Elvis?" Wendy asked, crossing her arms."We need to bring Lyra down," he said, leaning forward in his seat. "Something that we always do, but this time it's going to work out!"Wendy listened to Elvis with a sense of appre
Dame was surprised to find Lyra sitting alone in the dark living room with no lights on. He had brought lots of food back to the mansion, hoping to lift her spirits, but seeing her like this made him worried. It was really bad timing that Zin decided to try and go back down to hell that night. Dame could tell, just by the vibes that had hit him straight on, that he wouldn't know how to deal with Lyra like that."Miss Lyra, are you okay?" he asked, placing the bags of food on the coffee table in front of her. He wanted to kick himself in the face. The look in her eyes is the perfect tell that she is not doing alright, but he still chose to ask, just to make her feel bad that it shows. "You know what, let me just get the lights; don’t even bother," he whispered before walking directly to the switch.Lyra looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "You are already back?" she asked, confused as she watched the leaves outside the window dance. "It’s already dark outside," she sa
A black bird flew into Derrick's shoulder as he was calmly watching over the newly appointed demons in his realm. As soon as he was able to look into its eyes, his mouth fell wide open, and his jaw hit the floor beneath him. He won't be able to forget those eyes, and he would never forget how Zin looks when he's in his real form.Immediately, Derrick stood up to snap his fingers in the air, and without waiting for another second, they were inside a dark room. Derrick's own little space whenever he wanted to stay out of everyone's sight. His only hiding spot from all the demons that would often try to bombard him with a bunch of questions or sometimes the yells of those souls who were being punished."What are you doing here?" he immediately asked. Right before his eyes, he watched as Zin transformed into his human form to hug him. "Zin, is there something going on? Why are you back here? You crossed the borders again?""Master, it doesn't matter right now," he said, still clinging on
Derrick paced back and forth on his desolate throne in hell, tormented by the images and thoughts invading his mind. He kept seeing Lyra, his beloved wife, surrounded by sinister figures and cloaked in shadows. The more he tried to push the visions away, the more they persisted. Even if he knew that he'd only bring chaos into Lyra's life, he found out that he wouldn't be able to give it up that quickly. Especially after he spent an entire month's worth of time in hell reminiscing about the moments they had together."My dear, please be safe out there," he whispered, wishing that it was only the thoughts in his head that kept on messing him up and not real visions or premonitions of what was happening or what was supposed to come for Lyra in the land of the living. If that was the case and he's stuck down in the depths of nothingness, he will for sure not be able to move forward. He is afraid of what he might end up doing just to stop that."I do not need much," he stated. "I only need
Lyra sat at the breakfast table, pushing her food around with her fork as Zin and Dame bid her farewell. "We'll be back as soon as we can, Miss Lyra," Zin said, giving her a reassuring smile. "Take care of yourself," Dame added, placing a hand on Lyra's shoulder. "If you need anything, just call us." Lyra forced a small smile. "Thanks, guys. I'll be fine. I just need some rest, that's all." Zin and Dame exchanged a worried glance before Zin spoke up. "Are you sure you don't want us to stay? We can handle the hotel issues later." Lyra shook her head. "No, it's fine. You guys go ahead. I'll take care of myself." As they gathered their things and made their way out of the mansion, Lyra was left alone with her thoughts. She couldn't shake the conversation she had with Lucifer out of her head, and the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. "I can't believe he would do something like that," she muttered to herself, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why would he want to