— On the night his father died, Abel descended into hell, disbelieving that his father, the first man, had died. He sneaked through the alleys and lanes of hell, looking at Charlie's hotel from afar and at that moment his eyes met yours, a sinner who had helped in the death of his father

However, unlike the feeling of hatred that Abel expected to settle in his chest, he felt love. A strong shade of pink painted the skin of the young angel's cheeks and the same happened to You

He knew he was condemned, a sinner had conquered his heart and with what? A simple exchange of glances was enough to make Abel shiver in place and the feathers of his wings stand on end. The boy swallowed hard, giving a shy wave that was soon returned by you. That was how you met, and now, a few months after that, you were together

A secret relationship between an angel and a sinner, a secret that Abel kept under lock and key with himself, the owner of his heart was one and only, and especially you. You were the sin of his life, the apple of Eden from which he was offered a piece and accepted without even thinking. God, what would his father say if he saw him like this? Well, that didn't matter anymore

Abel flew through the night sky of hell, landing silently on the balcony of his room, opening the door that led into the room without making a sound. He let out a tired sigh, looking at your figure lying on the bed in the center of the room and walking over to you

—"I'm here, little lamb... forgive me for being late..."— Abel murmured, his voice carrying an exhausted but loving tone as he approached the bed, undoing his shirt and lying down next to you under the covers. Some golden feathers from the boy's wings fell onto the mattress, his hands carefully grabbed your waist, pressing your back against his chest and leaning in to spread a few chaste kisses over your neck and shoulders