DEVIL'S SON LOVE ME - SEASON 3 EPISODE 82

“My Lord. Someone is looking for you.” Uzz informed.

Lothaire sat on his throne and dismissed Uzz with a wave of his hand. Once the slave left, he opened The Eye with another wave of his hand. The Eye was a window in which he could see the whole world. Anywhere he liked, The Eye would show him.

The Eye opened, revealing the person looking for him.

Zarin.

“Who is that young, handsome boy?” His daughter Tezznin was suddenly next to him, looking into The Eye and curiously watching Zarin. The boy was trying to find a way to call him.

Lothaire knew what Zarin wanted, but he didn’t have time for the young boy.

“He is Ramiel’s son.” Lothaire said simply.

“Oh, no wonder.” His daughter licked her lips.

His daughter g.r.o.a.n.e.d. “Are you going to ignore him?”

“Yes.”

“But why? If you don’t have time, I certainly do.” Her eyes gleamed with mischief.

She loved the young and inexperienced. She found them easier and funnier to play with.

“Is he the friend? Your granddaughter’s friend?” She asked.

Lothaire gave her a silent reply.

“Father, don’t you think Heaven will be more willing if we have her friend here? You just bring him here and I will take care of the rest.” She tried to convince him.

Lothaire knew she could, but Zarin didn’t need much work. He was digging his own grave. But sure, a push would make him dig faster.

“What are you chattering about?” His other daughter, Hezznin joined them in the hall.

Lothaire chuckled dryly. “She is not interested in the boy.”

Tezznin seemed surprised. “Why not? The boy is exquisite.”

“She found her mate.”

The sisters looked at each other, surprised. “You didn’t tell us, father.” Hezznin spoke.

He didn’t tell them because he knew what their reaction would be.

“Yes. Who is it?” Tezznin was curious.

Since they would find out soon, he decided to tell them.

“Zamiel.” He said.

Hezznin’s face twitched in disbelief. “Zamiel?!” She repeated as if unable to believe.

“Are we talking about the ancient smoke demon?” Tezznin asked.

Hezznin nodded. “Yes.” She said with clenched teeth.

While one of his daughters was worried, the other became even more excited.

“Now I understand why she is not interested in the boy. That smoke demon is divine.” Her voice became a low purr, and she licked the tip of her fangs. She was more than excited and Lothaire tried to ignore the wild images in his daughter’s mind.

Hezznin shook her head at her sister before looking back at her father. “You plan to take away the mate of an ancient demon? Father, do you want to bring destruction here? He might not be able to harm you, but he will kill us all.”

“Hezz, relax.” Her sister waved her hand. “I am sure father has a good plan.”

Hezz crossed her arms over her c.h.e.s.t, unhappy. “Why do you need her? You have us.” She asked, ignoring Tezz.

Lothaire stood up from his seat and went to his daughter. He grabbed her chin and made her look at him. “Greed.” He said. “I always want more. Don’t forget who your father is.”

“Yes, exactly.” Tezz cheered, clapping her hands together. “And I want more too. The boy will do for now. I’ll have the ancient some other time.”

“You will have the boy once I am done with him.” Lothaire said. “Leave us alone now.”

Hezz and Tezz vanished without another word, and Lothaire teleported himself to find Zarin.

The boy was sitting outside of a brothel, looking disturbed. This was going to be a waste of time but so much fun, Lothaire smiled inwardly.

“Zarin.” He put his nice uncle mask on.

Zarin looked up, from where ha sat on a large stone. Standing up, a smile of relief curved his lips.

“Uncle Lothaire, I haven’t seen you for so long.”

“You never cared to call for me. I thought you didn’t want to see me like your father.”

Zarin shook his head. “Of course I wanted to see you, I just…”

He was busy with life and sins. Falling into every trap that he, the devil, put out in the world for people to fall into. If only everyone fell into his traps so easily.

Lothaire nodded. “It is alright. I am glad you called me now.”

“I am glad you came.” He said. “I need your help. Only you can help me.”

No, son. No one can help you, Lothaire thought to himself. The only help he could give him was to continue on the same path.

“Heaven is in trouble.” He began. “I need your help to save her.”

Lothaire fought the urge to laugh. She was indeed in trouble, but he was asking the wrong man to save her. She needed to be saved from him.

“How so?” Lothaire asked, pretending to be curious.

Zarin told him the story from the beginning, babbling about how dangerous and manipulative Zamiel was.

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Manipulative? He wished.

Zamiel was the perfect example of a man avoiding all his traps. How he had enjoyed when the man lost his mind and started burning villages. That was the only time he lost his way, but even then it was because of an understandable reason.

Even when he took Heaven from the cave to his home, Lothaire didn’t bother to interfere. He knew the man was incapable of evil. There was a reason why his name was given by an angel.

“No one is doing anything. It is almost as if he put a spell on them. He is ancient and capable of many things. I am sure you can see through him.” Zarin explained.

“I think he genuinely loves her.” Lothaire stated simply. “They are mates.”

“Yes. He is only with her because of the mate pull. He doesn’t have genuine feelings.”

Lothaire frowned. It was true that mates could be bad mates, selfish and cruel even if the demon inside of them became protective because of the bond. He was an example of that.

“And you do?” He asked.

His question caught him off guard, but he gathered courage and replied. “Yes.”