He had a look of persistence in his eyes.
"Are all the Grim reapers like this? Like fit, and hea-" Lucas didn't let her complete her words as he had bit into her neck, making her stop talking. Belle held on to him, feeling the ache appear on her skin because of his teeth, and she flinched, a cry escaping her lips.
"Don't think about others when I am here," his coarse tongue ran across the bite he had given her. A shiver ran down the back of her spine. When his face moved away from her neck to look at her, Belle didn't find him to be annoyed, but he continued to look at her until she gave him a nod. He then said, "I love you too much, Belle. I don't think it's because of who we were in our past life but because of who you are right now," he whispered, and Belle's heart melted.
She knew that, and he was confirming it.
Lucas had agreed to be with her and open his heart before he had received his memories of him being Guilt.
