Chapter 3: 3. Fear
"I'm Daemon, first Prince of hell and son from the king of hell, Lucifer. And..."but I interrupted him, by ramming the knife, that I still had in my hand, into his stomach.
First he looked shocked, but then he started to laugh, it was a happy and warm laugh. But I didn't listen to him, cause I jumped up and ran to the window, I had a strange feeling, that the dor wouldn't open up, so I didn't even tried. With shaking hands, I tried to opend the window. And to my surprise it worked. He stand still at the same place, then the demon grabbed the knife and pull it out of his stomach. Suddenly it started to heal and under 5 seconds it looked like before. Light skin, without even a scratch on it.
I hadn't the time to think about it, so I took a deep breath and jumped out of the window.
Cold winter air blowed into my face.
I was scared, scared as fuck, that I would die tonight. Or going to hell with the son of the devil himself, this option was even worse than dying alone.
I couldn't hear, that he jumped out of the window too, but suddenly only a few inches before I reached the ground, a strong hand grabbed me and pulled to one naked chest.
My eyes were still closed, but I knew, that it was the devil's son, Daemon.
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