I glanced around. Mr. Wesley is here, standing next to the devil's throne. In front of it is a smaller chair with an easel and canvas placed neatly in front of it.
"No way." I absentmindedly stepped back, barely shaking my head.
A firm hand of the devil around my arm was enough to stop me from taking another step back.
"You couldn't be serious." Hindi ako makapaniwalang tumingin sa kanya.
Anong iniisip mo, Heaven? You won't name him Lucifer for nothing! You've seen how evil he could get and now you're doubting if he can do this?
But why me? Bakit kailangan na naman akong idamay? Anong kinalaman ko rito.
"You are going to paint him," the devil murmured the thing he wanted me to do but not what I wanted to do.
That's it! He's using my talent! That's why he bought me those material
