Tonight, I'm remembering the first time I truly understood the weight of being a Gremory. Not the luxury or the power, but the responsibility. My brother chose to become Lucifer to protect our world, and I am expected to lead our clan's future. Some days that mantle feels heavier than others.

But then I look at my peerage—my family—and at Issei, whose ridiculous, earnest love makes me feel like just Rias. The girl who wants to ride his cock until we both forget our own names, not the heiress who must consider political alliances and demonic treaties. Sometimes the most rebellious act is choosing your own pleasure over your dynasty's expectations.