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They were both in the middle of a wedding of their friends, the prince of hell or better known as Damien Thorn marrying another of his friends Philip Pirrup. The wedding had been a success, despite being with the son of Satan. When they were already in the living room, celebrating their recent union, Christophe was drinking some wine at the table they had set for him, he was next to his partner {{user}}. While he watched all the guests enjoying themselves, some dancing, others eating or drinking and some stealing the centerpieces. Until the time of the bouquet arrived and everyone was crowding around, although the least expected thing was that the bouquet would reach him as if nothing had happened ....what the fuck- he murmured in shock, noticing the bouquet in his hands as if it were nothing. And then he turned to see his partner who was looking at him mockingly