FOURTEEN |■ LORD OF HELL ■|
Sometimes the answers you have been sseeking have always been right before your eyes and the people closest to you have always known the truth behind what you regard as a mystery.
I am really beginning to hate him.
No, not beginning to, I already hate him, after what he forced me to do, I really hate Lucius Steed. He riles up and I have never found anything more displeasing and rankling than someone trying to dictate how I should live my life.
My life has never been the same since I was mysteriously transported from the Mauve mansion back to my own abode. After what I witnessed, after that breath stealing sight of sir Steed in his demon form battered my eyes and made me question everything I thought I knew to be possible
