Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225 - 102

"A smart person will give you smart answers, but a wise person will ask you smart questions." - Unkown.

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Heaven's special qualities were actually of disadvantage to Lucifer. Zamiel remembered when he tried to get into her mind while he was in the coffin. It had been difficult to do that. She fought back and as an ancient even with her fighting back, it should still have been easy for him to get inside her head. But it wasn't.

He remembered that he could only watch her from a safe distance at first. He couldn't get closer, but then her curiosity opened the doors for him. Somewhere deep down she had wanted to see him, had been curious to know him, and that is when he was able to get inside her head.

Lucifer was of course more skilled when it came to manipulation and getting inside people's minds. But Zamiel guessed that he must have faced some struggle as well. There must be an explanation to why he hadn't been able to manipulate her so far.

Usually someone as young as her wouldn't have been difficult for him. She was at the age where people looked for more in life, wanted more from life. She was at the age where she doubted herself and tried to find out where she fit in to the world. Lucifer could have used all that against her, but Zamiel already knew that wouldn't work. Because more than anything, Heaven cared for people.

She cared for her loved ones. She had no selfishness or greed inside of her that could be used against her. If there was one thing that could be used against her, it would be her love for him and her family. But love only behaved as a weakness.

Love itself wasn't a weakness. Fear was a weakness. The fear of losing those you love.

Love itself was the ultimate strength. Lucifer was fighting someone who held so much love in their heart, and love covered many sins.

"What is special about you is that you have a strong mind and a gentle heart." He told her.

Heaven smiled widely while shaking her head at him. She believed he was only praising or charming her.

"I don't have a strong mind and I am not sure if having a gentle heart is something special."

"You have both, and having them at the same time is what makes you special."

"Is that it?" She asked.

He chuckled. "Did you hope for something else?"

She shrugged. "I don't know what I was hoping for."

"Do you think your grandfather wants you for the sole reason to rule? Or do you think he wants something else?" He asked.

Heaven was quiet for a moment before she spoke. "I don't know what he wants. I don't understand why he needs me to rule when he has other children. I have been thinking about it and I think he wants something else."

Zamiel felt proud that she thought differently. "What could that other thing be?" He asked, pushing her to think.

She became quiet again, her thoughts drifting away. "Maybe he just wants to have someone from our family on his side. When I was little, my family refused to follow him. Maybe he wants to show that someone is willing to follow him."

Zamiel frowned. "You think he wants some kind of revenge?"

Heaven shrugged. "Not revenge. Perhaps, he just want to prove that it is not that bad to follow him by tempting me to do it."

Zamiel became more confused than before. This could be a family thing that he didn't understand yet.

"Is it really impossible for grandpa to leave his mission and be with us? Doesn't the mate bond affect him?" She asked.

"It probably does. But how much? Does he have a heart that cares when the bond connects him to his mate? Or does he merely feel the connection, but he doesn't care? It is hard to know."

Zamiel knew that the bond was attached to feelings. For it to be effective, feelings had to be involved. The bond itself couldn't create feelings. It only strengthened and confirmed the ones you had. Did Lucifer have feelings? Zamiel suspected he did, but maybe not enough.

Suddenly Heaven grimaced in pain and held her stomach. "Heaven?" Zamiel reached for her, but she flinched and drew back from his touch. She quickly got out of bed and distanced herself from him.

Zamiel got out of bed confused, but before she could approach her, she held her hand out to stop him. "Zamiel, please. Don't come closer." Her voice was pained, and she pleaded.

"Why?" He asked, feeling torn. He wanted to rush to her, but from the way she looked at him, terrified, he was afraid she would run away if he did.

Did it? Maybe it did. Or maybe he just didn't like the way she thought of Heaven. He had expected her to know more about her granddaughter and to put more effort into helping her. _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}