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She smiled. It was the first genuine, non-sarcastic smile I’d seen from her. Her horns sparkled.

Lilith stared at me with the flat, exhausted rage of a woman who has explained basic biology to a golden retriever. “Leo. I am the daughter of Satan. My ovulation cycle operates on a quantum level. Your little latex speed bump was about as effective as a screen door on a submarine.” She smiled

Chaos, I decided, wasn’t so bad.

“You,” she said, pointing a perfectly manicured nail at my face. “You absolute himbo . You did this.” Lilith stared at me with the flat, exhausted

“I hate this timeline,” he muttered. Turns out, demonic pregnancy is not like human pregnancy. There is no gender reveal party (unless you count the one where Lilith sneezed and accidentally turned my toilet into a portal to the 5th circle of Hell. It was a boy, by the way. We named him Damien. She wanted ‘Mephistopheles Jr.’ I put my foot down.) My ovulation cycle operates on a quantum level

I created a home in it. Three years later.

One thing led to a very dark, very velvet-lined booth in the back. Then to her apartment (a penthouse that defied physics, overlooking a city that was not New York, but rather a gothic metropolis floating in a void). Then to her bed, which was a literal nest of black silk and strategically placed pillows.