Roxus and Lucifer's hands intertwined as the two watched the sunset from the side of the river.
Silence enveloped the two of them. The fear that enveloped Lucifer's entire soul had not yet allowed the light of the sun to enter the depths of his heart. The delicate woman by his side sank in guilt. Her eyes were looking down, her long eyelashes giving off cooling and shaded feel.
"Isn't the weather nice?" asked Lucifer.
Roxus nodded glumly. "But a little cold," she replied, even though she was already wearing a layered coat.
Lucifer raised Roxus' hand, blowing both her hands with his warm breath.
"Since you've peeked at my consciousness, you must have understood more or less about my plan, right?" asked Roxus.
Hearing that, Lucifer put his arm around Roxus' shoulders and nodded. "Mm, I already know," he replied. "I'll do what you want," answered Lucifer.
