Bound by Lucifer: A Fated Mates Romance (The Devil Owns Downtown Book 1) by Aiden Pierce

Author:Aiden Pierce [Pierce , Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Lucifer

Lust – Past

I sat at the top of the half-finished tower, gazing into the dark mask of oblivion. Rain hailed down on the tarp covering the construction site and ravaged the ropes that held it, threatening to rip it away in the storm. As an immortal, I could work forever without dying, so it was easy to carry on, erecting my vision, dad after day without a break. And without a moon or a sun, it was easy to lose track of time. I could only guess how long Lilith and I had spent here, building my vision of a better Second Circle.

I had a complicated relationship with blessings, but that woman was no short of a miracle, a hellish miracle born of hellfire and chaos. She didn’t have to stick with me through any of this, but she did. All I had was my big dreams, and she just smiled and went along with them, ready to help build whatever crazy thing it was I could imagine. Dreaming right along with me.

We’d been through Hell together, and no layer of Abbadon’s Hell had been particularly kind, but the Third Circle had been brutal, the trails there nearly severing our journey short.

I could only begin to guess how long we’d spent there, plucking out the poor corpses of the gluttonous Abaddon had stuck in that damned mire. The blood curling, agonizing screams of their suffering still haunted me and the putrid stench of their own filth they’d been forced to wallow in still clung to my nostrils. There wasn’t any part of our trip that had been kind.

At any time, Lilith could have left.

She could have gone back to Abaddon.

She could have gone anywhere. But she was still here, here with me. She was helping me rebuild Hell, no matter how much sweat and blood and tears it cost us.

Lust had been a relief compared to the rest of the demented circus the archdemon had been running. The Second Circle was nothing more than an endless stretch of wasteland, seeped in ceaseless night and ravaged by constant storms. The rain was unforgiving compared to the surface; it stung at the skin like a thousand whips lashing your body if you didn’t wear anything to protect yourself. But hey, that was better than mires filled with feces and moaning gluttons, rivers of corpses, and the dozen other horrors we’d weathered. Compared to all that, the manual labor spent in Lust’s wastes building my true paradise was practically a vacation.

My muscles were aching, my beast grumbling and moaning with pent-up frustration as he always did when Lilith was near, and my hands were calloused, but my heart was content. Content for the first time ever.

“Are you hungry?” a familiar voice called. I turned to see silvery eyes peering over the platform, small hands gripping the construction ladder. “I made some soup.” Lilith pulled herself up the tower ladder, a clay jar stuffed down the front of her tunic to free her hands.

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