Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221 - 98

"God gave us mouths that close and ears that don't. That should tell us something." - Eugene O'Neill.

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Lucian was walking out of his study when he almost bumped into his daughter.

"Heaven."

"Father. I think I left one of my books in your study." She explained in a hurry.

He just motioned for her to walk in. "Thank you." She smiled, walking past him and into the study.

Lucian didn't ask what book she was looking for. He proceeded to walk away and as he walked through the hall Lincoln came to him.

"Your Majesty, you have a guest." He informed.

"Who is it?" Lucian asked.

"His name is Zamiel. I took him to the parlor."

Lucian nodded. "I will go see him." He said.

Lucian made his way to the parlor, wondering what brought Zamiel here. Hopefully, he had only come to visit him to spend some time together, and that it was nothing serious.

When Lucian walked in, he found Zamiel sitting comfortably on a couch wearing an expensive wine red velvet coat with black embroideries and a black shirt underneath that matches his pants. High leather boots that seemed well sewn and a silver ring with a red stone around his finger. Lucian could only guess the value of that ring alone. Clearly his business was doing well, but he probably had wealth even before that.

Zamiel sat with one ankle resting on the other knee, but when he took notice of Lucian, he stood up with a slight smile and bowed. "Your Majesty."

A man of his power didn't have to bow for him, but being polite and respectful was his thing, Lucian noticed.

"I apologize for coming uninvited."

"You are always welcome here." Lucian said. "Please sit." He then motioned for him to sit and both sat down facing each other.

Lucian noticed that even while bowing and apologizing, Zamiel never lost his powerful demeanor. He was confident in who he was, and bowing or apologizing to someone didn't make him feel less powerful.

The memory of when Zamiel came to the castle for the first time came back to him and when time they spoke privately afterwards. Lucian had seen the pain in the man's eyes, but Zamiel never let himself be pitied. He had made it clear from the beginning that he was there for Heaven, and he didn't need anyone's permission or approval to be with her. He was only acting out of respect.

"I won't take much of your time. I came here to speak about Heaven and to ask what your plan is to protect her from your father?" Zamiel didn't waste time to get straight into the topic.

What plans could Lucian have? He had been thinking for so many years, yet he didn't know what his father was planning. It was impossible. Every time he tried to gather information, his father would already know and manipulate the information to his advantage.

"My plan is no plan. My father would know any plan I come up with." Just like Zamiel knew exactly what he was thinking right now. The advantage of being an ancient.

"Why does your father want Heaven when he had you?" Zamiel asked.

He had been the target in the beginning, but Lucian and his father never had a good relationship. Even after forgiving him, Lucian never found himself being comfortable around his father and they never got very close.