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 11The moment Lucifer stepped into the room the air thickened with tension. His towering frame was silhouetted and his icy eyes swept over the scene before him as he assimilated what had just happened. Katherine was curled on the floor, she was trembling and her hands clutched frantically at the torn edges of her blouse. Her cheeks were streaked with tears and her disheveled appearance spoke volumes about the humiliation she had just been through. His jaw ticked. Natalia froze on the spot and the confident smirk she had on slipped as Lucifer’s eyes zeroed in on her. The other dancers, who had been laughing moments ago suddenly shifted uncomfortably under the intensity of his presence. “What is going on here?” Lucifer’s voice was calm but it was laced with a deadly edge and it made everyone to freeze in place.Natalia was the first to recover, she attempted but failed woefully to mask her unease with a sheepish smile. “Lucifer, we were just having a little fun with the new
Chapter 12The night was quiet and the soft hum of the city below was muffled by the thick glass windows of Lucifer’s personal chamber in the house. A single lamp was the only source of light that made out a warm glow over the room while it simultaneously highlighted the modern furniture and the polished mahogany desk where he sat.Lucifer leaned back in his chair with his iPad resting in his lap as he scrolled through reports. His sharp features were illuminated by the screen but his attention wasn’t entirely on the text. Beside him on the desk was a box of cookies and one was already half eaten and forgotten.He reached for the remaining piece absentmindedly and he bit into it as the door creaked open slightly. Tricia, his old housekeeper peeked in with a knowing smile, her grey hair was tied into a loose and messy bun at the top of her head. She had only just returned from her trip to see her family. “Lucifer,” she said and Lucifer could hear that her voice carried the usual gent
Chapter 13The club buzzed with murmurs and curiosity from both the staff and the patrons of the club the following evening. The usual crowd of gamblers shuffled cards and threw dice but the absence of one prominent figure didn’t go unnoticedThe middle aged man, Donovan was evidently absent. He was a steady patron at the club and was a huge part of the gamblers but he was no where to be found the following evening which was completely unlike him. There were rumors of him being found dead and badly battered right in his bedroom. But that was all there was. Many who witnessed the events of the previous night feared that he may have been killed by Lucifer Cain but no one dared say a word about that particular piece of information. The who. Word around town was just that he was mysteriously killed by unknown people. Probably people he gambled with and cheated since he was a huge gambler. Only a few .....heck a handful knew the true story. “Have you seen Mr. Donovan?” a tall man in a
Chapter 14Lucifer Cain was the devil himself, there was no surprise there. Underneath the dim lights of the club in the strippers backroom, news traveled fast and this time, the news held an element of surprise, mixed with shock and confusion.He had helped Katherine—a stripper. Something that had never ever happened in his club before.Katherine sat silently in a corner, pulling a sweatshirt over her skimpy dressing. Her face burned in shame as she managed to swallow the lump in her throat.The strippers who were huddled on the other side of the room were talking in not-so-hushed whispers, giving Katherine dirty glances every once in a while.“Is she the girl?” One, Marissa, asked chewing on her bubblegum noisily as her eyes traveled up and down Katherine's body. “Yeah, that's the one.” Natalia scoffed as she dragged her fishnet stocking up her thighs. She still couldn't believe that Luci would go that far for her.“So, Lucifer killed Donovan for that one.” Another girl rolled her
CHAPTER 110Katherine couldn't sleep. The events of the past night kept haunting her. She fixed her eyes on her door as though at any moment he would force it down and try to have his way with her.Panic wasn't good for her health and her baby and now she had forgotten what peace was like. Her mind raced. Could this be one of the reasons why Amanda had told her to always have her door locked? Regardless of what she hears? Did she know her husband took advantage of random women and had a fetish for pregnant ones?Last night, she had felt terribly hungry because she had skipped dinner. Any moment she didn’t have to share a table with Ethan and bear his glares was where she felt the most peace. The house had been quiet. Too quiet she didn't see the monster that slipped into the kitchen with her. She was about to reach into the fridge for a carton of milk when his hand clamped over her mouth and her scream was muffled. He shoved her back against the wall. She had kicked and struggled b
CHAPTER 109Cassius paced his sitting room with his jaw tight and fingers drumming against the desk.It had been too long. Two days with no trace of his son. It wasn't the first time he was doing it. Wilson had been disappearing frequently, always vague about where he was going, always brushing off his concern.But now…Now he was gone. There wasn't a call or text from him. No nothing. He had reached out to a few friends of his and they claimed to have not seen him since the afternoon of the supposed day he disappeared. Cassius wasn’t a man who panicked easily. But worry sat heavy in his gut, especially because he knew the stuff his son had been putting his hands in.Definitely, something had happened and it wasn't a good kind. He couldn't reach out to the police because then, that would be toying with dangerous men. And they wouldn't waste a second before snuffing life out of him.He was still contemplating on what to do when a sharp knock came on his door. He quickly dropped his ph
CHAPTER 108Katherine smoothed the soft fabric of the sundress Amanda had given her. It was light, floral, and felt like a second skin. It was the first time in a long while she felt... beautiful.The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the house as she stepped into the living room.Adelaide’s face lit up. “Wow, Kat! You look like a princess!”Katherine chuckled. “You think so?”“Yes! So pretty!”But then, there was a sudden shriek.Madeleine's tiny face twisted in anger. Her little fists clenched.“Take it off!”Katherine blinked. “What?”Madelaine lunged violently.“Take it off! That’s Mommy’s dress!”The child yanked at the fabric, her small hands gripping and pulling.Katherine’s heart dropped.“I—I didn’t know—”“Take it off now!” Madeleine's voice broke.Before Katherine could react, Ethan stepped into the room.“What's going on?” He asked, looking from eye to eye. “It's nothing,” Katherine said quickly. “I think I should take it off.”Amanda shook her head. “It looks amazing on
CHAPTER 107Katherine sat at the dining table, her fingers curled around a cup of green tea. The warmth seeped into her palms, but it did nothing to ease the discomfort in her body.“You look pale dear,” Amanda said and then her eyes flickered to Katherine’s stomach. “Is it the baby?”Katherine’s gaze darted across the room where Ethan was reading a newspaper. Or pretending to.She could feel his gaze flicking toward her every so often. It wasn’t her imagination anymore. It was him and he didn't hide it. It was readable.“Perhaps,” she spoke silently.Every time she walked past him, his eyes followed.Every time she spoke, his attention lingered just a second too long.“How many months gone are you now, Marilyn?”“Six months,” she said, finally breaking the contact.“That's great,” Ethan said suddenly, looking up from his newspaper and giving her a sly smile that made her heart pound. In fear.“Soon you would be without a baby,” he said softly as he eyed her. “We would love to see wha
CHAPTER 106Pain.That was all Wilson could process.His hand was useless, his fingers were twitching at odd angles. His wrist was swollen, the skin stretched taut and red. Every small movement sent sharp, nauseating pain shooting through his arm.Two guards dragged him through a long hallway, his feet stumbling over the marble floor. The house was even better up close—tall arched ceilings, thick rugs embroidered with rare designs, swords and artifacts were displayed like trophies.Wilson gritted his teeth, forcing his focus away from the agony.He had to think. He had to get out.The guards didn’t say a word as they shoved him into a small, dimly lit room. His shoulder slammed into the wall, but the pain in his hand overpowered everything else.“Please,” he said. “I'm thirsty.”“Make do with your piss,” they spat and stormed out, the door locking behind them.Wilson exhaled through clenched teeth, resting his forehead against the cool wall. His whole body ached. His mind was clouded,
CHAPTER 105 Katherine wiped her hands on her apron, exhaling softly as she leaned against the kitchen counter. The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting warm golden light over the polished wooden floors.She was exhausted and with every passing day, she felt more irritable than the last. She had accepted her fate but she felt she was going to suffocate and die soon.The Landans let her walk around the garden but she was fed up with seeing the same people everyday. She wanted to breathe a different air.She missed her maid, she missed Lucifer, sadly. She hated to admit it but she missed those rubs he gave her to soothe her. But he had hurt her. He only saw her as a tool.A spoon dropped and she stared at it for a long time, suddenly aware of how quiet the house was. It was the kind of quiet that made her feel like she was being watched.She had been feeling it for days now. That unsettling, creeping sensation that someone’s eyes were on her. It was the same way she
CHAPTER 104Pain still pulsed from Wilson’s cheek, but he barely felt it anymore.Not with that box in the room.Not with Giovanni’s smirk growing wider by every passing moment.Not with the way R leaned against the desk, silent, watching.The man holding the box placed it carefully on the table. It was sleek, black, and compact. Not large. Not meant to carry a body.But Wilson knew better.It wasn’t about size.It was about the message.Giovanni turned back to Wilson, dragging a chair closer. Slowly. Casually. Like they were old friends catching up.He sat down, crossing his legs. “Cassius’ little dog,” he repeated, “Tell me… do you bite?”Wilson flashed his teeth.“What can I say? I like pissing off old men.”“You don’t look afraid,” Giovqnnin observed, his tone etched with disappointment.Wilson forced himself to hold the stare. He wouldn’t give this bastard the satisfaction.“How disappointing. I expected him to beg.”R looked him over with the look he detested the most—pity. “Give
CHAPTER 103Wilson’s eyes fluttered open and he moaned out slowly. The world seemed to swirl around him. He turned his head slowly to the direction where a faint glow was coming from. His brain felt fuzzy and he felt exhausted as though all the energy had been drained from him.The room was silent. Too silent.The only sound was the soft creaking of the chair as he shifted, his wrists burning where the metal cuffs dug into his skin.“Hi sunshine.”The voice seemed to twitch something in him and his heart leapt for joy. “R?”Across from him, R sat leisurely with legs crossed. She looked completely at ease. A cigarette danced in between her fingers which she slowly dragged on like they weren’t both trapped in the belly of a monster.“Sorry, I forgot to thank you for the weed,” she murmured, smirking.Wilson swallowed, his voice rough. “R… Are you okay?”R smirked, tilting her head.Wilson’s gut twisted as he scanned her for any sign of injury. “Did they touch you? We need to get out h
CHAPTER 102R watched Wilson intently till he could bear it no more. She took a drag of her cigarette. “What is it?” He asked slowly.“Would you ever betray me?” she asks.Wilson shook his head and without hesitation he said in a loud and clear voice,“No.”She watched him more closely now. “Even if I betrayed you first?”Wilson’s chest tightened and he didn't answer. Not like he needed to anyway. Why she had asked that question, he didn't know.She nudged his side, her smirk playful. “Ready to break into hell again?”Wilson took another drag of his cigarette and smiled as a wave of relief washed through him,“always. What's our next mission?”“Giovanni's house,” she said simply. Wilson shook his head. “No way.”*.*Wilson pressed a hand against the cold, rough wall as he crouched lower, moving forward carefully. The underground tunnel was dark and the smell of wet earth congested his nostrils.He leaned closely to R whose eyes were fixed on her phone screen as she checked their locat