Chapter Eleven
“The nettle of remorse now stung so sharp, whatever else had drawn me most to love became for me my utmost enemy.”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
A Queen of Hell? Me?
He was funny, really, really funny. He couldn’t possibly believe that I would want to stay in the underworld. I didn’t think he realised how ridiculous and crazy that actually sounded.
Okay, Lucifer was my father and he had been testing me to see if I was capable of killing that b***h Alexis, who was technically his ex-lover. He stared at me and everything he said was slowly beginning to sink in. Lucifer had been using me this entire time and I hated that I didn’t see it.
And my poor mother, she had been a victim. Someone had poisoned her, just because she was involved with him. I should have suspec
