The Devil's Lover: The Wish by Dahlia Lu

She left the luggage in the hallway along with a box
of her grandmother’s things that she haven’t had the chance to open
yet. She took in a deep breath then exhaled before she went to the
living room where she knew Chevalier was waiting for
her.
    He sat on the floor, cleaning parts
for his motorcycle. He merely glanced at her when she came out of
the bedroom. “Are you really leaving?” he asked once
again.
    “ Yeah,” Kali replied.
“Lucien will pick me up in a little bit.”
    “ You don’t have to go, you
know,” he said in a reserved tone. "This is your home.”
    "For how long?"
    "What?” he was stunned by her sense of
doubt. "For as long as I live, that's how long!"
    "What about when you find the one you
love and decide to get married?” she asked. "Are you going to slave
away to support a wife and a girl who’s barely related to
you?"
    "It won't always be this way. I’ll be
able to provide better for you.”
    "That was never what it’s about!" she
found herself shouting at him. She knelt down next to
him.
    He closed his eyes for a moment. “Why
do you keep pretending you don’t know how I feel? That’s cruel,
Kali.”
    “ I don’t know what to tell
you,” she whispered.
    “ I can accept that you
don’t love me. I can even accept the fact that you’re with another
man but…” he paused and pulled her close, “I just can’t accept him
taking you away from me so soon.”
    “ Chevalier…”
    He wrapped his arms around her
shoulders, burying his face on the side of her neck. "How long are
you going to keep pretending like you don't know how I feel?” he
asked softly. "What it is that he can give you that I can’t? Why
can't it be me, Kali?"
    She leaned back against him. “To me…
you’re like an older brother, and more importantly, you’re the only
true friend I have. I never wanted to think about you romantically.
There were always so many women that the thought of being with you
is frightening. I don't want to be one of those women.”
    "And you will never be," he assured
her. He turned her around, caressing her face with his fingers to
force her to look at him. Her sooty eyelashes lifted from her
large, honey-glazed eyes. "But no matter what I say or tell you,
you won’t change your mind. You don’t have any faith in me, so I’ll
let you go. I’ll go on being your brother and friend while you look
for happiness elsewhere. But when you can’t find what you’re
searching for, promise that you’ll return to me and let me play the
role that I’ve never been allowed to have.”
     
    Lucifer had been observing them from
the roof of the adjacent building.
    “ What is your verdict,
Lord Lucifer?” Soren asked when he saw the displeased look in
Lucifer’s eyes.
    “ He must die.”
    Soren nodded obediently.

Chapter 7:
Taken
     
    It was too big of a place for one
person. The house was so delightfully decorated with sophisticated
art and ornamentation. From the detailed trimming of the interior
design to the robust fireplace, everything had its perfect place.
She hadn’t realized Lucien was from a wealthy family. Well, that
may not be precisely true, since everyone attending her school was
either rich or famous. She should have known before.
    Kali dropped her heavy suitcase in the
front foyer. She looked around the house again and began
second-guessing whether she had made the wrong choice. She even
felt more out of place when a very handsome young man with pale
green eyes approached and dipped his head to her. Even though he
lowered his head as part of his duty, something just didn’t feel
right.
      “ I am Soren,” he
introduced himself. His voice was beautiful, dry, and cold. It
confirmed her suspicions. When he lifted his head again, a small
gasp caught in her throat. Fear was creeping up her spine and she
didn’t know why.
     “ This way, my lady,”
he directed her with the smooth motion of his arm. As she followed
his motion, she felt his eyes following her. She turned