He watched her sleep.
Not that she was actually sleeping because she was tired, and needed rest. No! But because she was dead, Marilyn is dead!
His woman is dead, and that's a fucking slap to his face. All these times the enemy was so close, so close than he could think but he couldn't think of the reason why Erin would waste so many years of their friendship.
But the answer was clear to him, Rowan is his father, and sons are to listen to their father just like the rest of his children were. Lucifer has thought of any good reason why out of everything he owned, and yet Marilyn was the one who he lost.
The one person who was a human, and not a demon who he could easily resurrect using dark magic, not minding that it's going to cost him to be reprimanded by the lawmakers. But he doesn't care, at this moment he doesn't care about anything anyone would say or do to stop him, because one thing is clear.
