His Imposed

You must have heard the saying, "In Heaven, souls are matched as companions." But have you ever considered the scenario where one partner is an angel from above, serene and calm, while the other comes from the depths of hell, fiery-tempered and destructive? As he approached her, his customary scowl directed at her, she couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear (as always). Despite taking a step back, his advance was relentless. He drew near, his proximity causing her to sense the heat emanating from his body. With a sudden grip on her hair, he yanked it, eliciting a soft hiss from her lips. " audacity! Who exactly is this to you? Your lover?" he demanded, his voice dripping with malice. "Pain? Is that what I see? You barged into my existence, but this discomfort pales in comparison to the torment I endure," he said, compelling her to meet his piercing blue gaze.