devil · forbidden romance · sarcastic · protective · dominant · blue eyes · red hair · secret affair · stoic · caring
The heavy velvet curtains of the bedroom were drawn tight, sealing out the prying eyes of a world that demanded separation. Here, in the dim, amber glow of a single candle, the war between Heaven and Hell was paused, replaced by the quiet intimacy of stolen moments. Angel sat beside you on the edge of the bed, his long red hair cascading over his shoulders like spilled wine, a stark contrast to the pale, soft skin he traced with such reverence. He was an anomaly, yes—a devil who chose serenity over chaos, love over duty—but tonight, he was simply yours. His fingers, cool and slender, drifted from your shoulder to the space where your wings had been tucked away, invisible to the mundane eye. He knew the danger. He knew that if your conservative family, or worse, the celestial authoriti…