TWO
Lucifer, adorned in an immaculate white shirt which was opened at the collar, sat at the edge of his desk with his legs crossed at his ankles, eyes dark and droopy, his presence alone oozing power.
He twirled a large Havana cigar between his index finger and thumb as he watched Katherine's sleeping body. His eyes ran through her perfect body as she lay on the couch and he unconsciously imagined her tied to a bedpost.
With a slight tilt of his head, he silently ordered the guard standing by the couch to wake her up which he did by splashing some water on her face.
Katherine muttered something in her sleep and blinked many times as she slowly sat up.
A corner of Lucifer's lip curled up in a smirk, displaying his dimpled left cheek, as he watched her childish reaction to the disturbance.
Katherine rubbed her eyes and yawned as she tried to recall everything that had happened and why her room seemed so different, but when her eyes landed on the blurry figure of a tall man staring intently at her, the yawn was cut short and she became fully awake.
The events from a few hours ago began to play in her head and she remembered how she had been betrayed by her own stepfather and dragged away from her house.
"W-where am I? Who are you?" She asked shakily, trying to mask her fear by putting on an aggressive facade. Her eyes darted across the large room with so many bizarre paintings and floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased the city's stunning skyline.
As soon as her eyes landed on the pen knife lying on a small glass table next to a large bucket filled with cold rum and gin, she didn't think twice before running to grab it.
The guard took a step forward to stop her but Lucifer raised his palm, stopping him. His smirk grew wider as Katherine shakily pointed the knife towards him yet he was unfazed.
Her courage stimulated something within him. Not many people had the audacity to threaten or oppose him, yet here she was, pointing a knife towards him without even thinking twice of the consequences.
"I'll use this on you if you don't let me go, and I'm not bluffing!" Katherine said in a stern voice.
"Katherine darling," Lucifer started and stood up straight. He liked the surprised look on her face as he mentioned her name.
"It displeases me that you think I'm holding you against your will," he paused and slid a tall bottle of wine towards himself.
"But I won't stop you if you intend to leave. The doors are unlocked," he added as he poured some of the wine into a glass.
Katherine looked from Lucifer to his guard with confusion.
Was he just giving her the opportunity to leave? She asked herself.
She gulped and tightened her grip around the handle of the knife, hoping that she would not have to use it.
"Don't move," she said to Lucifer who shrugged nonchalantly and took a sip from the glass, running his tongue over his lower lip afterwards.
Walking backwards, Katherine shuffled towards the door and took hold of its handle.
Feeling victorious, she flung the door open with a small smile and quickly turned around to run but was instead greeted with two vicious looking armed men staring back at her.
She staggered back into the room and swallowed hard. The knife was quickly pulled out of her hand by the guard who had woken her up and when she turned sharply to get it back, she realized it was no use. Whoever this man was, he was powerful, and he definitely was not going to let her leave so easily.
Lucifer smiled as she walked back to the couch dejectedly and Katherine wished more than anything that she could slap that condescending smile off his face.
"Good girl. Now that we've established the fact that there's no running away for you, why don't we get to the introductions?" Lucifer said and dumped his half full glass on the table.
"You already know my name, what other introductions do we need?"
"I'm called Lucifer Cain."
"I don't care if you share names with the devil," Katherine snapped.
Lucifer's brows raised slightly with fascination at the harsh tone of her voice but he waved it off with a chuckle.
"What do you want with me? And what business do you have with my father?"
"We're going straight to the point now, aren't we? Well here's the deal, you'll work for me for as long as I want you to until your father pays up what he owes me."
"Work for you? After you forcefully brought me here? Why would I want to work for a man as heartless as you are?"
"Because you have no choice, dear Katherine," he replied and smirked in that way that showed his dimpled chin. Katherine swallowed hard when she found herself taking in this ungodly detail about him. His smile was charming yet there was something unnerving about it.
"And if I'm not wrong, he has a bad heart, doesn't he? And he gets this occasional seizures from time to time, that's why he has to take medication. I'm sure you don't want to imagine what it would look like to watch him convulse to death, do you?" Lucifer's smile was gone now as he spoke.
Katherine stared at him warily as her heart pounded against her chest. She still felt the sharp sting of her stepfather's blatant betrayal and she was extremely pissed at him, but she couldn't ever bear seeing him convulse. The memory she had of those moments when she was younger had been etched to her mind so deeply that she was ready to give anything to make them go away.
She pulled her gaze away from him and sighed.
"What do you want me to do?" She asked exasperatedly.
"I run one of the largest strip clubs in the country and those long legs of yours look like they'll be perfect for dancing. You will pole dance at my club and entertain my esteemed guests until your stepfather repays his debt," Lucifer explained as he slowly paced around the room.
"Pole dance?” Katherine looked horrified. “I'm sorry but I have no idea how to do that.”
Lucifer began to chuckle softly again and pace around the desk.
“It's not an option. It's an order.”
“Okay okay, mister, I think we need to strike a bargain here. I should be allowed to stare my own terms and conditions, right?" Katherine opted boldly and Lucifer looked impressed for a split second but his indifferent visage soon took over his look of surprise.
He advanced slowly towards her and when he was just a few feet away, her breath seemed hooked in her throat. His presence was overwhelming and extreremely intimidating. And when he bent slightly to her face level, she was too dumbstruck to even move an inch away. Her whole body seemed to turn to mush as she looked into his dark mysterious eyes, eyes that seemed to see even to the innermost parts of her being.
"Get yourself ready for tomorrow night," he added quietly, not caring to listen to her terms before lifting himself up and then dismissing her with a wave of his hand.
The guard who had been watching the whole exchange then ordered her to leave.
"Don't touch me!" Katherine shrieked when he held her arm.
Lucifer watched until they were both gone and then he sighed.
Katherine's feisty behavior did not sit right with him and he reasoned that she might end up causing trouble for him at the club where he wanted her to work.
He needed his girls to be calm and submissive, and even though Katherine seemed the exact opposite, there was something about her that still excited him.
"She'd be better off with Señor Castello," he said thoughtfully and picked up his phone.
Castello was an Italian business man who had made a name for himself in the construction sector yet his major income came from his trafficking of foreign girls and Lucifer knew that he would be more than interested in a young American girl who was good looking.
"A call from you always means a good thing, Cain. How are you?" Castello asked.
"Business, Castello.” Lucifer said, cutting out the niceties.
“I have a good looking American, young, promising."
"Ah! Sounds good already. What's the price?"
"Thirty thousand,” he replied flatly.
"Thirty! What the..." Castello paused abruptly and Lucifer narrowed his eyes.
Even though Castello was over twice his age, he knew better than to cuss around Lucifer, especially when talking business.
"Forget about it then, I don't have a second to spare..."
"I'll take you up on your offer, Cain,” Castello said quickly.
“My consigliere will come down there tomorrow to finalize things."
"Good," Lucifer said and ended the call.
Seeing that it was nearly midnight, he took off his suit and locked his doors through the invisible button on his desk before walking towards a private elevator that led to his room.
His room was a palatial space that could even make for an art gallery. He loved the silence, the solace, the dim lighting and most of all, he loved that his home and office was just an elevator away.
As he walked into the bedroom, he felt too tired to even change into his nightwear so he just took off his shirt and collapsed on the bed and was dozing in seconds.
The nightmares soon came again. And this time, they were worse. The sounds were clearer and the images were more vivid.
He could hear his mother's voice screaming for help and his father's grunt as he swore to Giovanni Ivanovo that he would pay for what he had done.
It all happened when he was just ten years old but the memories were fresher than any other.
The image continued to replay in his head, faster, louder, making him clutch the sheets as he watched from the small opening of the closet as his mother and father were both killed by Giovanni Ivanovo in cold blood.
The guttural sounds of his mother throwing up before finally giving up the ghost was what jerked him out of bed while screaming out her name.
"Mother!" He screamed out from his sleep, his face wet with tears and beads of sweat trailing down his body.
As he sat up, he realized that it was morning already and he had experienced yet another sleepless night.
He pulled out five tablets from the bottle on his bedside table and swallowed them raw, not minding that he was taking one extra pill everyday.
His phone rang from the bedside table and he sat up with a grunt to get it. He hoped it was Castello's consigliere who had arrived.
"Boss?"
Unfortunately it was Antonio, his capo.
"What is it?" He asked distastefully.
"The girl from last night, boss. She's escaped!”
THREE"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Lucifer roared, already storming out of his room.The elevator seemed to take too long to get him up to his office and he fought hard to keep still."We just saw the…"He hung up before Antonio could finish his statement, knowing fully well that the elevator would not be able to contain him and his ferocious anger if Antonio said anything more.Red and boiling with rage, he flung the door of the room open to see three of his men staring in his direction like confused idiots. There was a flicker of fear in their eyes as he advanced closer.Lucifer looked around the room and put the pieces together within seconds; it was obvious that she had removed the curtain from the window and pulled the bedsheets off, tied them together to form a long strong rope and then tied one end of it to the immovable legs of the bed.Lucifer's anger grew as he traced the makeshift rope to the window where she had escaped down from."How the hell did this happen
FOURBeing gone for about two months now, Katherine now felt safe enough and did not have that alarmed look in her eyes anymore.She was constantly searching the faces of the men on the train she usually took back to the ghetto where she was now squatting in with a girl around her age who had offered to house her as long as she brought back food daily from the cafe where she now worked.Even though the manager of the cafe had initially refused to hire her due to her frail stature, Katherine pleaded to be given two weeks trial after which she was hired due to good reviews from the customers.She had dyed her blonde hair jet black and had even cut it to her nape length to avoid being easily recognized.But as the days went by, her strength seemed to slip.She was constantly losing her grip on objects like trays and glasses and her eyes swirled without warning every now and then, yet she forced herself to work extra hours to provide for her basic needs.She strongly believed that if Luci
Chapter 5Lucifer took Katherine home and carrying her in his arms, he led her down a narrow corridor to a place she didn't know. It obviously wasn't the same room she had been kept in when she was here. Katherine didn’t resist, even as her heartbeat quickened in her chest. She already knew how gravely she had offended him so she didn't say a word. She would be lucky if he locked her up, she thought. "Do you realize the gravity of what you have done?" Lucifer's raspy voice asked as it echoed through the corridor while they went. Katherine remained silent. She didn't want to say a word. Her eyes were already heavy with unshed tears at her flopped escape from him. Here she was again, back at his house and now at his mercy. When they reached a heavy wooden door, Luci opened it to reveal a room that was oddly furnished. The room was quite dark with very low lightings. It was stylishly furnished with what Katherine recognized to be chains, ropes and implements that made her stomach chu
Chapter 6Seven days just passed like a blur of pain and silence for Kat alone in the playroom. Her body ached from the punishment and the bruises on her skin. Luci sure had taken his wrath on her. She had by now grown accustomed to the cold and empty room alongside the ever present scent of leather and sweat that floated staly in the air like a cloud. Every creak of the door had her bracing up for another session of agony. The door opened and Luci walked right into the room. Seeing him again, she flinched back as she braced herself for the whipping that she knew would come. But nothing came. Instead he stepped into the room with his usual commanding presence as his piercing eyes locked in on her. She instinctively flinched as he approached as she expected from him the familiar sting of the whip. But instead, he walked up to her with slow and deliberate steps and stopped just in front of her. He squatted toward her and she reflexly shifted backward, but to her horror, he started tak
Chapter 7Kat’s chest rose and fell in uneven breaths as Luci's sinister grin seemed to falter her a little bit. The room felt suffocating and his commanding presence was already draining what little strength it was that she had left. She waited for him to answer her. And the idea of freedom dangled before her eyes like a golden carrot it was just too tempting to resist, yet the terms of this "contract" twisted her insides. Still, the alternative which obviously was a life confined to his wrath for even was even more terrifying.Luci placed the pen back on the table and stepped closer as he closed the distance between them and his dark and mischievous eyes bore into hers. His voice was sharp when he spoke, almost as sharp as a razor. "Well?" he asked in a tone that was laced with impatience. "Do you agree, or do I need to show you what defiance earns you?" He asked her. Kat flinched at the implication. Her wrists throbbed at the memory of the cuffs and her butt cheeks pinched her
Chapter 8Lucifer had his maid prepare and ready Katherine for her first night together with him. She was putting on a red silky night dress that exposed too much skin more than it covered. And that was upon the requests of Mr Cain, the maid had informed her. She was ushered into his bedroom to wait for him and while she was left alone in the room, she looked around the room to discover that his room was furnished to suit his character. Dark, brooding, elegant and......lifeless. She shuddered at that. There was no single iota of warmth in his room. Everything and furniture was made in dark colors. She chose not to think too much about that as she tried to wait for him while anticipating what she knew was going to be inevitable that night. When he finally came, it was late at night. The door to his bedroom opened with a slow and deliberate creak and his imposing figure immediately filled the room as his unique scent wafted to her nostrils. Kat froze where she sat on the edge of th
Chapter 9The room was dark and silent. Katherine stirred awake and her body ached, oh so painfully from the night's...... adventures. Ahem. Her mind was clouded as she still tried to process everything that had happened between her and Lucifer. She shifted slightly on the bed and the silk sheets felt so cool against her skin. Beside her, Lucifer lay still while he slept. From the light that filtered into the room through the heavy curtains she could see that his face was serene. They had both fallen asleep without even giving it a thought. She couldn't believe that she was lying in the same bed with him. She wanted to resent that thought. She had probably been to tired to leave for her own bedroom after their sex last night. For a moment, she watched him. His face was a mask of perfection in sleep, his features were sharp yet while asleep he looked oddly peaceful. She wondered how someone so terrifying and...... rude could look so human in moments like these. But that thought alo
Chapter 10Lucifer sat alone in his office. His chiseled face was twisted into a deep frown. His fingers tapped irritably on the desk as his mind replayed the events of the morning. Katherine had seen him in his weakest and most vulnerable state, and—fuck, that thought made his skin crawl with resentment.Damn it, Katherine.How could she say that, offering him to try out cookies, of all things, as if he were a frightened child? He clenched his jaw tightly as he willed the memory of her soft and concerned voice out of his mind. The more he tried to suppress it, the more it replayed.But then his thoughts shifted 'unbiddenly' to the night before. The sex they had both had together. The feel of her skin, of her soft moans... of her innocence. That last part made him recoil internally. She had been a virgin. And he had been her first. For someone like him who was used to indulging in darker and way more sinful pleasures, the thought of taking someone so untouched left a bitter taste in
CHAPTER 123“Enough!” Amanda said when she finally tore them apart. “Can't you see She's in pain? Have you both lost your sanity?”Asher panted as he wiped his blood stained mouth on his arm. “Yes I can see. What she needs is a hospital.”“We can't take her to the hospital,” Ethan countered. “Yes I agree,” Amanda said as fear crept into her voice. “Because of what you all did, yeah? Now you're letting your mistake rub off on someone else,” Asher mocked. “Nothing better happens to her.”“We can't expose her to the public,” Ethan said, rubbing his hands together. “They'll ask questions at the hospital and we haven't got that kind of money on us.”“You're just scared you'll get caught and get arrested by the cops.”“Shut up!” Amanda screamed. “I'll do it. I've seen a lot of videos online.”“You're not about to experiment with someone's baby are you?” “I'm going to push,” Katherine screamed. “God…”Ethan held Amanda by the shoulder. “Babe, you can't do it.”“I can,” she said, slipping
CHAPTER 122Amanda stepped out of Katherine’s room, shutting the door behind her quietly. She barely moved before the muffled cries from inside reached her ears. Katherine’s ragged, pain-laced sobs echoed through the hallway.Her stomach twisted.“We've got a problem,” she announced, her voice heavy with worry. The two men rushed to her. They could still hear Katherine’s muffled cries.“What's going on?” Asher demanded, his chest rising and falling with anger, with his fists clenched tightly at his sides. His eyes flickered to the door where the wail was coming from. “And why the hell did you leave her alone? You know she's in pain don't you?”Amanda sighed, lifting her hands in utmost exasperation. “Shut up for goodness’ sake, Asher! I said we have a problem.”“What kind of problem?” Ethan asked.“She's—” Amanda swallowed, forcing the words out. “She's having a baby.”Asher’s mouth parted slightly. “What?”“That's not possible,” Ethan muttered, breaking into cold sweat. He shook his
CHAPTER 121Something was wrong with Katherine. It wasn't just the dull cramps that had been plaguing her all day, nor the strange, twisting discomfort that made her insides feel like they were being scraped raw with a thousand scalpels. It was like a bad omen and it sent a feeling of dread down her spine. She ached everywhere— her shoulders, her backs, her legs. It was like she wanted to tell and sit and cry and lay down at the same time.She had forced herself to sit at the dining table, her fingers trembling as she lifted the fork to her mouth. The moment she chewed, nausea engulfed her and her stomach clenched in protest. The potato tasted like paste on her tongue, and for a second, she thought she might choke.She swallowed hard as she struggled to keep her breathing even. She pushed her fork into the potato on her plate, lifting it for a second bite.Across the table, Asher’s gaze flickered to her again. He had been watching her for the past ten minutes with concern in his eye
CHAPTER 120Wilson’s head snapped to the left as another vicious blow landed across his face, sending a sharp wave of pain through his skull. His lip split further as blood dribbled down his chin and stained his already ruined skin.His breath came out ragged, almost too painful to bear. His arms were bound behind him with chains that dug deep into his wrists, leaving bruises under the layers of grime and dried blood.The almost dark room reeked of sweat and rust and was unbearably hot. He shut his swollen eye and his ribs ached with each breath. A kick to his side caused his body to slump forward but the chains kept him upright.To offend them the more, he grinned through bloodied teeth, defiance burning in his eyes. “Go ahead. Hit me again,” he spat, with blood pooling at the corner of his mouth. “Doesn’t change a damn thing. I want to see my father.”The guards exchanged unimpressed glances, unimpressed, before one of them raised his fist again. But before the blow could land, the
CHAPTER 119Riley pushed open the door without knocking, her frustration overriding courtesy. The dim light from the bedside lamp barely illuminated Antonio’s room.“Typical him,” she murmured as she strode in, a grocery bag in hand.Her eyes scanned the space. There was no one there. She walked around. Maybe she should just lay and wait for him to come or perhaps she should play some games.She took her time before deciding to go to his work table. She picked up the figurines and nodded in amusement. Her fingers trailed the documents she knew she shouldn't dare mess with, and locked onto a notepad sitting on the desk with the pages slightly ajar. She ignored it but the lines on it caught her attention. Without hesitating, she picked it up, flipping through hastily scribbled notes, dates, markings and trails leading to God knows.The door creaked open behind her, causing her to jump and drop the note.“What the hell are you doing?” Antonio’s voice was sharper than intended while his
CHAPTER 118Katherine stilled, her eyes watching him as confusion hugged her like a blanket. “Huh?”“Forget it,” he murmured. Her spoon hovered over the ice cream as she glared at him. “That's an asshole behaviour and just so you know, I do not like it.”“Sorry I brought it up. I don’t want to unnerved you.”“Well you already did,” she sulked.“Are pregnant women usually like this?” He asked in curiosity. “This has nothing to do with my pregnancy,” she scolded. “Why does everyone blame it on hormones.”“I feel so hot from the anger you're radiating,” he said."I mean it makes no sense. Why does everyone seem to have a problem with my name and clothes?" she muttered, suddenly exhausted.He exhaled slowly. "Okay, first of all, upsetting you was never my intention.”“I've heard that twice,” she pointed out.“It reminds them of someone," Asher said without emotion.She frowned. "Who?"He hesitated and then gave a small smile. "Don’t stress over it."“If you didn't want to speak about it
CHAPTER 117Katherine stirred in her sleep. Her throat was parched almost as though she was stuck on a dessert for two months. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dimness of the room.She felt baby elodie pressed against her and it reminded her of where she had slept. Madelaine and Adelaide lay sprawled in tangled blankets, deep in sleep and they let out gentle snores. Katherine glanced at the clock to her side. It was late, way past midnight. She always seemed to fall asleep in the kids room lately. She sighed and ran a hand over her face before carefully tucking the covers around the girls. Moving slowly, she scooped Elodie up. The little girl's lashes fluttered in deep sleep.Katherine pressed a light kiss to her forehead before placing her in the crib. The baby stirred again but settled into sleep, her tiny fingers curling over her face.She quietly tiptoed out of the room, careful not to move a thing, and heaved a sigh of relief when she successfully made it out.The hous
CHAPTER 116Antonio’s finger danced swiftly over the keyboard , his brows furrowed in concentration as the lines of code scrolled down the screen. Lucifer stood behind him with his arms crossed on his chest. His gaze locked onto the monitor attentively without batting an eyelash as he watched his man do his thing. There was a low noise at first before a beep sound broke through the silence.The tracking signal blinked rapidly and Antonio sucked in his breath as he tried to figure out what was going on. He clicked the keyboard hard. So hard it seemed as though his fingers were going to fall off. The red dot flickered near an abandoned district on the outskirts of the city and he peered closely."We’ve got him," Antonio said, a little too excited, with his hands flying across the keys to zoom in on the location. The GPS pinpointed the area.He leaned back. “Something is wrong.”“What is it?” Lucifer demanded, his voice cold.“But this isn't his house location, this is somewhere diffe
CHAPTER 115Cassius had never been a man to beg anyone who wasn’t Lucifer. Not for power. Not for mercy. Not for anything.Yet here he was, standing at the gates of Giovanni Ivanovo’s mansion, knowing damn well he was about to do exactly that.The guards barely spared him a glance before stepping aside, to let him in. No questions. No hesitation.That alone told him Giovanni was expecting him.Cassius adjusted his coat, keeping his expression blank as he was led through the mansion’s dimly lit halls. The air smelled like expensive cologne, aged whiskey, and blood.Not fresh. But there. Always there.At the end of the corridor, the double doors swung open and he was let in by the guards.Giovanni sat behind a sleek black desk with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He didn’t look up right away, instead he swirled the liquid slowly, like a man with all the time in the world.Cassius stepped inside and almost jumped out of his skin as the doors shut behind him.The silence was disturbing and