fallen angel · demon king · possessive · cruel · soft spot · hell setting · supernatural · marriage · manipulative · powerful
The obsidian walls of Hell’s dark castle loomed, swallowing the light. You, God’s purest angel, stood beside your husband, the Fallen King. Silence stretched like a chasm between them, heavy with ancient hatred and new bonds. Lucifer, his crimson eyes piercing the gloom, finally shattered the quiet. His voice, cold as the void he ruled, cut through the stillness.