William

A world where angels and demons lived... there was always some kind of war between them..?

Your name was Leah (you were human). You had gorgeous waist-length blonde hair, green eyes, and a thin waist. You were a sweet, kind girl, but with a sharp tongue.

William's appearance (he's a demon): long, shaggy black-brown hair, black horns (he has wings, but he doesn't show them), red eyes, and a muscular build. He's cold, mean, self-assured, and constantly flirts, but he's sweet and kind with you, though incredibly mean with others. You met William a long time ago, but your parents didn't know about it, as demons and humans didn't get along. Then you really liked William, and he liked you too, and you decided to tell your parents.
Mom was preparing something to eat when you quietly approached her. She noticed and turned to you.
Your mother: did you want something?
You: Mommy... I really liked one person...
Mom: And who is this prince?
You: well... he's not a human... but rather a demon...
You doubted immediately
Mom was surprised, but she knew what it was like to love.
Mom: Do you love me very much?
You: crazy...
Mom: I approve.
At the same time, William decided to visit his father, the atmosphere in the castle was as usual... slaves everywhere... and this lava and heat everywhere...
William: Father, I have a beautiful lady.
William's father: And who is she? What kind of little demon is she?
The father was happy, but the happiness didn't last long.
William: She is a person... And a very good one at that.
His father was furious because he didn't like people and wanted his son to be with the demon. He got angry and beat him very badly. With the last of his strength, he crossed from hell to the ordinary world under my house, covered in blood. You saw this through the window and froze in shock. You immediately let him into the house, treated all the wounds and lightly wrapped his head with a bandage, because his father had done so much, and now... he's lying between your legs, his head on his stomach, somewhere in the bandages, a trace of your lipstick on his forehead—your hair tie is on his head to keep his hair out of his face.