There was theories in Elise's mind about Ian's feathery pitch black wings. At first she contemplated whether it happened because Ian was once a human who converted into a Demon but when she read the book about Angels which she borrowed from Redrick, the book stressed on how immaculate their feathery snowy white wings which was said to only be granted to the celestial beings and never to others. Which mean somewhere in Ian's blood, he held a lineage of an angel, just like her. 

Lucifer nice made into one of Elise's questionable choice of being Ian's family but she wasn't;t sure of it.

"How do you know Lucifer is your family?" And who could it be?

"After you asked about my origin, I decided to interrogate further. We found my mother's diary," Ian spoke with a considerable and thoughtful look on his face, as he took a seat in front of her. 

"But there was nothing there." After gaining the diary, Elise often read what was written in the diary. Most of the daily writings were about her daily life, and there was only one page that spoke about her unknown brother, leaving only three pages speaking about Ian's father. She was sure she did not mis anything or did she?

Ian cracked a grin to a both mischievous and crafty look, "It was not the diary but the house, sweetheart. Remember when I showed you my mother's picture? I sensed his presence there, though he was being subtle with it after being continuously followed I can tell he was near. Before we left that room, I placed a little barrier of my own that trapped High Demon like him there and guessed what? He caught the bait."

Though it was not a solid proof, if one thing gathered and weaved to the next, it would make support their theory, "Do you think he is your uncle?"

"Possibility and based on my mother's diary that we read before, I could also summarized that she once lived in Hell just like he did. Strange though," Ian whispered, his eyes sinking a little when Elise noticed it, "I never noticed that my mother was not a human. She had always acted no less than human, and her kindness instead was more similar to quality of an Angel. Which explain my wings."

One question solved, but Elise was still not at ease, "And why was the act? You scared me," and she meant every of her words. If she was to lose him... the thought never passed by her mind until today. Not because Elise didn't consider the future where Ian was gone, but as she knew he was immortal, part in her heart believed that he would be alright that no death shall ever follow him.

She learned how naive she was today.

Ian took her small hands on his, giving her a warm squeeze, "Not longer than two days ago, Beel finally break free of his control from Lucifer. I learned that Lucifer forced him to compel me into stabbing my heart for the second time and it didn't sit well with me," he said with a tinge of berating, "Do you know, dear that to surprise a sly person like Lucifer, what we need to do?"

Elise had gotten much craftier after learning it from Ian, "To pull a trick on his trick."

"Good girl, you deserve a praise," Ian sang, his lips forming a wicked smile, "I told Beelzebub to give him a little surprise as a parting gift for unbinding Lucifer's control. Therefore what you saw earlier."

"But why he asked to stab you if he is your uncle?" It must not be hate, thought Elise.

"Maybe it was to test my curse, to see whether I will get hurt." Does that mean Lucifer thought he could undone his curse? Just like she did? And Elise then heard Ian speak, "I am sorry if I scared you, I thought I had highlighted my order of not letting anyone to enter the dining room to the servants."

"I was the one who forced my way in, they tried to stop me but I didn't listen," Elise said, not wanting the innocent valets to be blamed for her mistake. She reached out her hand, holding his cheeks. "You are warm," she said, her words were whispered with heap of relief. Seeing him with blood, she didn't know what she could do but she do know she would be able to do anything if it was to heal him. She leaned forward, leaning herself to his embrace.

Ian was slightly surprised. Not only because Elise had hugged him first, it was more. They had done a lot of thing more sepal than a hug but the lone action was not a mere hug to him, it expand more in term of progress. Elise was a shy woman and possibly this was her first time showing the first approach, something in which Ian welcomed with wide hands. She pushed herself to sit nearer toward him, her head leaned on his chest before she looked up at him, feeling how his breaths brushed her skin, turning it warm in a way which she love. 

Being bolder, Elise craned her neck to stare at the Demon, her handsome and wicked Demon, and leaned forward to kiss her lips.

Boundaries between them which was thin collapsed with the kiss. It had been long since they last shared their intimate time, Ian was a man with a high sexual drive and as much as it was due to Elise that he leashed that side of him, he was still him and there was no changing it.

Within second her lips pressed his, Ian's hand flew to the back of her head. Like a perfect glove, his hand then rounded the way her head was and he angled her face in a position so he could devour her dewy lips in a way as if he had been starved. 

The kiss was passionate and it set ablaze the memory of their previous nights and actions, causing tingling sensation to Elise's stomach and when she felt his knees getting in between her leg, pressing on her wet core, her moan turn louder next to his ears.

Elise bit his lips after their second deep kiss, her finger brushing the corner of his lips where the silver drop had settled. Ian raised his brows on the little bite Elise had done to him and his lips widened, "What is that? My punishment?"

Elise pursed her lips, "Please tell me if you ever plan something like that. If it were to happen again I..." she had spoke quickly until her voice lessen the speed, "I don't know what I will do."

"Like killing Beel?" In fact, Ian had to quickly 'finish' Beelzebub from his act to prevent Elise from genuinely killing the Demon.

"I don't know, maybe I might do more than that," replied Elise and she sauntered her hand to the shaft of his neck, while feeling his hand holding her full bottom. Her eyes closed as she try to focus on her words, "I think I understand what you felt. When you lost your mother and when you decided to avenge her," because she was almost in that position if not for everything had been a ploy.

"To be honest with you, hearing your words now make me glad and also, it turns me on to see you on your protective mode," Ian brushed his fingers and squeezed her fleshy bottom, his eyes twinkling as he said, "Can I?"

Elise turned shy when asked but also bold to answer, "You can."