“Yes.” He shrugged his broad shoulders, not a care in the world. Why would he? The devil didn’t owe anyone shit.
His chuckle surprised me. “You’ve grown quite cynical.”
“Ever love anyone, Lucifer? Give a fuck beyond the next ten minutes of pleasure?”
“Ah, you’re upset.”
For fuck’s sake. “Answer me!”
He blinked, appearing before me as his hand circled my throat. “Watch your tone, young Reaper.”
“Why? What are you gonna do about it?” I challenged, going toe to toe with the fucking devil.
He tilted his head to the side. For a second, I thought he’d slash my throat with the sharp nail on his pinky, but then he dropped his hand. “Intelligent, but tempting the devil doesn’t always bring the result you desire.”
“I don’t care.”
“You will. In six months, I’ll revisit you, and you’ll agree.”
I didn’t need his riddles or predictions. “I want Cindi back.”
“Impossible.”
“Then tell me who killed her so I can get revenge.”
He stroked the light stubble on his chin. “No.”
“Why the hell not?” I asked, reaching the end of my patience.
“Not that I need to explain anything to one of my Reapers, but I will answer.”
Finally. Give me something.
“Sometimes we have to lose what we covet the most in order to gain something better.”
What. The. Fuck.
“Now I really just want to punch you in your smug fucking face,” I admitted, feeling my Reaper’s agitation.
Lucifer smirked. “I will give you something, but in return, you must sign a new contract.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t amend them. Such a tedious, boring waste of time.” He flicked his wrist, a parchment rolling out in front of me, curling at the end. Gold letters appeared, writing out the details as I read.
A new ability for my Reaperanda new name.
Glancing over the agreement, I nodded. “Fine. I accept.”
“How delightful.”
A thin cut appeared on my finger, and I lifted my hand, signing the contract in my blood.
“Enjoy the perks,Chaos. I look forward to the souls you’ll reap with this new power.”
He flicked his fingers at my forehead, and I collapsed, slamming to the ground as he chuckled, stepped over my body, and returned his Ferrari. The last thing I saw was the dust kicking up from behind his tires.