"No-not at all si-"
"Why have you brought her along with you, Lucifer or should I say…Lorenzo? Hmph, what a stupid name!"
A young man with very dark short hair and blue eyes asked out of nowhere, drawing both Lorenzo's and Moura's attention.
They turned to look at him and the instant Lorenzo's eyes fell on him, his expression darkened deeply.
"Azrael." The name escaped his mouth and he watched as the young man walked toward him with a sluggish smile on his face.
"It's me Lucifer! And yes, there is no need to pin the blame on Moura. It was my doing because I ordered her to do it." He clarified with a grin on his lips and Lorenzo's eyes twitched, showing that he was holding back his temper.
"And may I ask why you took such actions? Oh, let me guess, mother made you do it!"
He scoffed with disdain in his eyes and Azrael's expression dimmed deeply.
