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Mephistopheles took my hand and led me to the table in the kitchen, where we all sat down. The healer asked me a bunch of questions and wanted to know my symptoms. It was a tedious task, filling in the doctor about my past and mental illnesses, but it worked out in the end.
The guys stayed silent as the healer, and I talked. I noticed they all had their eyes on me and listened as I talked about my symptoms. I was sure they were remembering every detail and saving it for later so that way they could help me when I had another episode.
They well and truly were like a Daddy. Protective and caring.
* * *
It didn’t take long before I had the medicines to help me. It instructed me to take food with them. More specifically, with the antipsychotic. When Meph, Legion, and Az heard that, they went into a tizzy to cook a meal for me. I watched them with my mouth watering.
At first, I didn’t know what they were cooking and if I could help them, but the more time passed, and the food was nearly done, I realized they had cooked hamburgers with homemade French fries.
I’d only had over-processed foods that looked radioactive. So when I watched them make French fries from potatoes, I was pleasantly surprised. Asmodeus fried up bacon to add to the cheeseburger.
Legion came and sat down next to me at the wooden table. His thigh touched mine, sending goosebumps along my skin. I glanced at him with my cheeks on fire.
“You look shocked,” Legion pointed out and leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest. He kicked out his legs and crossed them at the ankle. “Why?”
I averted my gaze from his. Horrible memories of my life from the shitty world I grew up in flashed through my mind. All the times I had gone without eating because even the food wasn’t safe. Food that wasn’t dangerous became sparse and something that caused people to fight over it. I had watched people die over bread.
“I haven’t had anyone do something nice like this. I just never expected it to be done by demons,” I answered honestly.
Asmodeus came to my other side and sat my plate of food in front of me. He sat his own before him and picked up his cheeseburger. “We wouldn’t have done anything like this for anyone else,” he said before he took a bite out of his food.
I grabbed my burger and took a big bite from it. A moan slipped from me as I closed my eyes and chewed my food. All the flavors of the cooked meat, cheese, bacon, onion, and ketchup burst on my tongue.
Legion groaned next to me from my happy sound. “Don’t turn me on right now, kitten. I want you to eat, not get fucked right here on the table.”
I opened my eyes and glanced at him while still chewing my food. “Sorry,” I said with my mouth still full.
He smirked and leaned forward. I stopped chewing and held my breath as he came closer until I could feel his breath against my face.
“Don’t apologize, kitten.” He swiped his thumb on the corner of my lip and stuck his finger with ketchup on it into his mouth. He winked and drew back from me.
Meph came to the table with two plates of food in his hand. He sat across from me and slid a plate to Legion, who grabbed it. Meph picked up his burger but didn’t take a bite.
“Has no one done anything nice for you, little one?” Mephistopheles asked.
I shook my head and bit into my burger, this time holding back the moan as I chewed. “No,” I said.
Meph’s eyebrow twitched. His shoulders tensed, and his eyes hardened.
I nervously swallowed my food and sat my half-eaten burger down, suddenly nervous about the violence emanating from Mephistopheles. “W-what’s wrong? Did I . . . did I say something wrong?”
Legion grabbed my chair and scooted me closer to him until our chairs were flush together. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, holding me against him and lending me his strength.
“Youdidn’t do anything wrong, kitten,” he purred and kissed the top of my head. The sweet sentiment made butterflies flap in my stomach, and my heart quicken.
What did I ever do to deserve such sweetness and gentleness from these men?
“Then who did?” I asked, still confused.
Mephistopheles put his untouched burger back on the plate and folded his hands together beneath his chin. His piercing, ice-blue eyes stared at me, making me squirm in my seat until I had to look away from him. I kept my gaze past his shoulder so I could still see him, but not look directly into his eyes.
“It seems the humans from your world took the deal they made and twisted it for their own greed,” Mephistopheles said, his voice low and ominous.
I drew my eyebrows together and met his stare for a second before I glanced at Legion, then Asmodeus, who both looked ready to kill. Their shoulders were tense, and jaws locked with the muscles popping in their cheeks.
Turning back to Mephistopheles, I raised my eyebrows. “Huh?”
