Lucifer POV

The air in the tavern pressed too close to my skin, it was thick with smoke from cigars, sweat, and the stale smell of alcohol.

The moment his figure sat beside me, his presence filled the space.

My heart twitched just the sight of him.

I had already decided to leave.

I pushed the cup in front of me away and started to rise to my feet.

When his hand clamped around my wrist, his grip tight and firm.

“I have to tell you something.” Asher said , his tone ...