~Francis' POV
I rested in the arms of my poisonous redemption, trying to think of nothing but the pleasure that I felt.
"Your Highness, those nights when you held me? Why were you crying? Did anything happen?" She asked me and I didn't even realize I was already crying again until she asked me.
"Because I'm scared," I honestly answered.
Mala didn't say anything else, and I appreciated the fact that she didn't and she just left me to cry. I never got the chance to cry. I never got the chance to speak when I was hurt. I never had the chance to express any emotions, not even happiness. The human side of me was gradually fading away, not until I met Mala.
My hardened heart was softened and all the emotions that I had locked up deep inside myself resurfaced.
I was tagged the strongest person that ever existed so it felt like a crime to cry. But whenever I was with mala, I felt like a normal man, not one that had the power of Lucifer.