In their wake.
Revon POV Another prison, another place, another captor. I now regretted praying for release, if only I'd thought of the worse people to hold me. As I tried to relax in his absence, my body tremble at the anticipation of his return, the burn of his icy touch branded my skin without evidence. He wasn't holding me under their orders, no, he had another agenda, to get to Lucifer once more and I was the bait. I cursed my luck as the most handsome man I'd ever met walked back into the room, with a causal smirk. "More beautiful then I remember..." His silky voice said, followed by a dark chuckle. I couldn't help but look up through my lashes at the man I feared, not for physical harm but his skills of memory transfer and distortion, had corrupted me before. As he leaned in, crouching to
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