CAN YOU MEND MY BROKEN HEART?

"I hate you !" Clara muttered at him. "What did I do?!" He replied, looking shocked and slightly hurt. "Well, for starters you are a total jackass oh, and you stabbed me in the back, Literally!." "You're still upset about that? Women are confusing... Lucifer, shook his head and sighed."Stop fighting like a girl," He said in a mocking tone, which didn't faze Clara at all. "You know what,Mr.billionaire,the majority of a man use just fits to fight, if I fought like a girl I would rip your head off with my nails or teeth and yes ,you would beg me to stop." “Have you come this far to accomplish your half-done chaos as in heaven?” Clara asked Lucifer while shearing eyeball contact with him. “That's just a myth, and some people chose to abuse our name. Anyway, I never did any evil and am here to do better” Lucifer replied sounding all innocent while still carrying the groceries I bought in the store. “Tell that to a kid. Not to Clara!” I flared up. But in all, he was still gazing at my eyeballs. “To you, it might sound like a fallacy, but I mean what I just said!” He replied while still wearing his smiley face. “What exactly do you want from me?” Clara questioned him in an angry way. “Your heart!" He said... Those were the conversation between Lucifer and Clara who had awful experience when first they met. Clara developed unquantifiable hatred for men because of how his dad treated his mother, and that stiffened her heart from falling in love with men. Lucifer who never cared whether he was welcome or not kept placing his request expecting to have a positive response. His conclusion was to either get what he wants or die in the process .