Chapter 900 My Beautiful Monster Part 1
Chapter 900 My Beautiful Monster Part 1
SUMIRE
Sumire bolted upright in cold sweat. Her hand flew to her chest. A flash of pain lingered there, a similar sensation from her dream. It felt like her heart was being torn into two pieces with no other way of recovery. She takes several deep breaths.
Sumire glanced around. "Lucifer?"
No response.
It shouldn't surprise her. He isn't exactly the type to stay with her in bed.
'I could try talking to him through my mind. But, I still find it strange to do that.' Taking a deep breath, she moved the covers away and stood up. As she did so, she wobbled slightly and took another deep breath.
Subconsciously she glanced down at the scar that was visible from her nightgown. According to Lucifer, he saved her but the creature who attacked her had already ripped her heart out.
'Giving it back to you wasn't easy, and you may still feel the side effects of your moment of death.'
She died, at least for a few minutes. Lucifer explained that he was able to put her heart back in her body because her soul had yet to cross over to the spirit realm. Had he been a few minutes later, no doubt she would have died.
'I am thankful. But, I still want to know what I was doing, and who was I with? It felt like there was someone, someone else there.'
Lucifer however didn't give her those answers. It ought to make her suspicious of him. But, she saw the look in his eyes whenever he looked at her. She hears how he says her name lovingly and the kisses he gives her, and those brief touches.
It's hard to paint a picture of him being the bad guy when he is being so attentive towards her. Lucifer isn't stopping her from trying to regain her memories. He does his best to fill in the blank pieces for her. So, he clearly doesn't have any bad intentions. But, something is missing.
Her memory loss is unusual. Even if someone loses their memories, they should still retain a part of themselves. Their likes and dislikes. But for her? It's a complete blank state.
Sighing, Sumire picked up a guitar from the corner of the room as she took a seat on the window ledge.
"The sound of raindrops.
Like the clattering percussion.
Ding Dong. Ding dong."
One of the first things she remembered was her connection to music. She loves to sing, and her voice isn't bad. So whenever she got the chance to, she would sing.
"So beautifully.
The mottled path with sunlight and shadows.
Like a forest of dreams
Lead me into a rainbow mystery.
A sky full of stars, hiding all of my secrets."
It helps soothe and calm her down. The earlier sensation of pain faded.
"Cicadas chirping on a summer day.
Singing my hopes for the future.
Dream Dream Dream
Everyone has a dream, has a dream, always felt.
How sweet with a dream."
"A sky full of stars hiding all of my secrets-" Sumire stopped singing, hearing the sound of clattering in the room next door. She peeked in the room earlier but she didn't sense his presence there. Is he there now?
Sumire placed the guitar down on the side and walked towards the other room. She looked through the door, at first all she could see was darkness.
"Lucifer?" Sumire called out.
"I am here."
After he says those words, the darkness of the room fades. Sumire adjusted her eyes to the sudden brightness. Lucifer was sitting behind his desk, several stacks of paperwork on the desk and on the floor.
'Why was he writing in the dark?' Then again, Lucifer has already made it clear to her that he is different from most people. If she can even call him a person. In his words, he isn't human.
It took her a very long time to adjust to that. Waking up with no memories was already frightening, only to learn that the man who claims to be her husband sees himself as some other worldly being. She didn't need much convincing since he used his powers right in front of her.
It didn't take much convincing that she was also not a normal human. When she cut her finger and the blood started to swirl around her. Sumire sighed deeply. Well, she is still adjusting to everything. But at the very least when she gets injured she isn't screaming anymore.
Her thoughts break off when Lucifer strolled across the room and swept her into his arms. He is kissing her like he hasn't seen her in a thousand years.
"Mmnnn." Sumire relaxed as she kissed him back. Unfortunately she couldn't match the same level of passion that he was giving her.
While she may have accepted that he is her husband, and he isn't a bad guy. She still doesn't know enough about him and yet pushing him away, when he always looks like he wants her didn't seem right. He also saved her life.
She felt his hands lift her nightgown, and he begins to stroke her inner thigh. "I apologize for leaving our bed. I had something to look over and sign." Lucifer mumbled in her ear.
"That's alright. I was--"
'had a nightmare...' Sumire stopped herself from saying those words. She doesn't want to trouble him.
Lucifer must have sensed her turbulent emotions, since he leads her over to his desk. Once he sat down he pulled her onto his lap. "You may stay here until I am finished."
"On your lap?" Sumire repeated.
He chuckles. "It's the best place for you right now."
Lucifer was using his other hand to place reassuring strokes on her back.
'I have to admit, this does calm me down.' Even if she doesn't remember him. There is no doubt that she must have known him. Though, she questions just how well she knew him. If he is able to calm her down alone with his touches, and her body reacts to him. Perhaps his claims about her being his wife isn't wrong.
He is telling the truth. He wouldn't lie to her, and yet there is a voice lingering in the back of her mind saying that she needs to wake up. That this is one huge lie. But, how can a lie feel so real?
How can a lie make her feel emotions like this?
Her gaze fell towards the stack of paperwork on the desk. There was more than one stack. He really does work hard. He could have easily done that paperwork earlier, but he spent time with her.
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