บท 84: Chapter Eighty-Four: What Sort Of Person Are You, Adrik Ivanov?

New York city.

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If there's anything Adrik didn't see coming, that would be watching the mark that belonged to one of his useless brothers on his girl's neck.

He didn't need anyone to tell him it was their doing, Oregon wouldn't go ahead that fast to show him that he was serious, when he said that he should stay away from Narika.

Adrik has always had his suspicion that meeting Narika isn't any coincidence. Polina missing is also not a coincidence and one way or the other, Lucifer or Oregon has messed with him.

That fading mark on Narika's neck didn't belong to any other creature but a demon. Judging from how exquisite it was, it wasn't any normal demon that would risk their life by touching what's his.

Lucifer won't have done this either, or did he? The motherfucker has always wanted a reason to talk to him, and he isn't planning on doing that until now. One of his sons had touched his girl, who was it?