Satan looked at his granddaughter and the new member of his family. He stated at Ian, not liking the one cocky child but Elise had made her decision and he wasn't one to argue about it. Leviathan, on the other hand, now could understood the reason why Camael had told him to kill Ian and fortunately at the time he had his second choice and disagree with it. If not perhaps he would have been the one stealing Elise's happiness. 

"It's late in the mortal world and you haven't been sleeping well, also I can tell you two needs to have a talk together," said Satan after a while. "We won't be having a war anytime soon you two can retire back and rest."

"I am not that tired," Elise answered. She felt uneasy, unsettled as she knew the war was just around the corner, waiting for the right time to strike and that it could happen at any time. It was similar to wait or a cup that had been filled with water to the brim for it to overflow.

"But I am," came Ian's voice toward her. Elise saw him bent down and felt a hand over the back of her knees before she noticed her entire sight twirled before her eyes. Ian had picked her up, carrying her by his hands. "It's been a long time and I'm sure it isn't only me who missed you so much that I'm about to die. Thank you—" he then said, turning his face toward both Satan and Leviathan, "—Grandfather, father, for helping my wife."

Both Satan's and Leviathan's expression hardened as they saw despite the smile Ian had offered politely, there was a slight cocky smile that he showed as if he had won over something that caused them to frown. 

Elise felt her cheeks heating as Ian carried her away from the room, leaving the throne and continue his action on the corridor of the castle which gathered them more than needed attention from others. "I can walk on my own," she whispered, it was embarrassing as an adult to be carried away while being watched by many people. 

"You could for sure but I want to do this," Ian answered to her and his red eyes fell on her. "You don't seem to know how much a yearn for you during the time we weren't together. I feel very I need of you right now," he whispered against Elise's ears, causing her to shudder. "With you beside me, do you really think I would be able to control myself?"

Elise's cheeks that had turned pink grew brighter in the red color. Once they had arrived on the room, Ian finally let her down. Her heart beat in many expectations. Based on Ian's words, Elise's mind can't help but wonder if the need he spoke about was what she was thinking of. 

As Elise tried to calm herself, she felt the temperature of the room has raise, making her feel hot. Her fingers quickly pushed all her hair to one side, and open the first two button of her dress, trying to calm herself down by doing so when she heard Ian closing the door. The crisp click when the door was locked, made her flinch and the air that brushed her made her shiver in a tension that she could feel surrounding the room even tough Ian hadn't touched her yet. 

The silence felt unbearable, Elise felt as if she was standing on the edge of the cliff. Her mind seemed to have went a blank state when she tried to find anything she could speak about to loosen the tension. 

Ian who saw how Elise squirm in silence can't help but smile. The passion that he has deeply for her, Elise also shared the same passion and it made him pleased to see how the innocent Elise now had turned accustomed to pleasure and search for lust with him. 

Ian slide his hand over her waist where he could feel her lovely quivering sigh. Elise didn't know if it was her corset that had been tied too tightly for her breaths to come out interrupted. Even though her dress was still intact on her body, Ian's hand that crossed over her body felt hot, the heat spreads from her stomach all over to her body and Ian saw the effect of his touches caused her nape turning into an adorable pink color.

His tongue sneaked out from his lips, licking his teeth and he can't hold himself from sending a bite over Elises nape that earned him a sweet cry. 

"You are expecting eagerly," Ian commented, his fingers playfully unwinding the lace that tied her dress on her back. "Did the separation made you scared?"

Elise lifted her chin and looked at his eyes, "I understand your words," and Ian's eyebrows raised in question, wondering which word as he had spoken a lot. "About how one cannot live without their hearts for a long time. It felt as if my heart had been stolen from me. Was this how you felt that time?" 

"When I had to watched my mother die?" Ian hugged her from behind where he leaned his head over hers, "I thought it would be the same. I fear loosing you Elise, I might seemed like the person who doesn't care who I lost but there was only a few people to my life whom I consider important loosing them had never been easy. But when I thought nothing could beat the pain of being tortured, of having my wings burned in front of my eyes, and to watch my mother suffer from the fire until her last breaths, I was wrong. Loosing you and to be separated from you was more pain that I could ever endure. The one week I spent without you had been the true hell."

Elise turned her body so they could face each other's face and her hand couldn't resist sliding over his handsome face. She stand on her toes and kissed his lips, "I'm here."

Ian broke into a smile at how his dearest wife was coaxing him, "And I'm here too. Let's spend tonight only for the two of us without anymore goodbyes between us."