Win grimaced, looking away. "You know all about me . . . If you're looking to ransom me—" "I'm not," he said quickly, stepping forward even as the Angel backed away. "No, you won't be going anywhere for awhile or you won't going to leave this place again ever ." By this point, Win had backed away until his thighs hit the bed. He was just little smaller than Adom —, but he was no match and he knew it. He had no Angelic Mark and this was Adom Lucifer. "And besides, I don't know all about you, but one does hear things . . ." he began softly, leaning in. "Things about a certain Angel . . . Sam James , yes? Your adoptive brother your soulmate —" The name seemed to snap something inside of Win. "Don't talk about him!" The Devil wouldn't have have stopped the smug raising of his brows even if he'd wanted to. "I see . . ." he said softly. "Oh I do see."
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