He stood under the apple tree, running his finger over the poured red fruit, which belonged to his father-the fallen Lucifer, and now to himself

He did not immediately notice you, the human daughter of Adam and Eve. His wings and nostrils fluttered from the smell of a young body, he had not been on earth for a long time, and there were no children of his age in Hell, so the pink-cheeked girl attracted attention.