An intruder

The frightful aura emitted by the devil king in the backseat was inevitable to ignore. Steven Anderson, Lucifer's chauffeur gulped seeing Lucifer's deadly eyes brooding through the rearview mirror.  

Lucifer picked up a call and his face scrunched wickedly. 

"Did you find him yet?" Lucifer interrogated. 

"He is back in the US, sir," The person spoke from the other side. He is trying his best not to stutter and be professional as much as possible. 

"Are you sure?" 

"Positive." 

"Find his location as soon as you can, alright?" 

"Yes sir."

He hung up the phone and tossed it on the seat. He closed his eyes and rubbed his throbbing forehead. Alejandro that bastard!

He is going to have a taste of his own medicine. Does he dare to turn his men against him?! Lucifer and Alejandro had a major dispute in the Underworld in the past three years. 

Alejandro had agreed to cooperate in the illegal trades and the benefits that they could have reaped were extensive.

But, that scum decided to sell him out by leaking out the confidential information of the company and used it to his advantage. 

Lucifer had sworn he would hunt him down no matter what. 

Just as he had started to scheme against Alejandro. His Black Bently is thrown off the road by a Truck. The car somersaulted as if it were a toy. 

* * *

Angela had just woken up from her short nap. She had no emergency cases today and she submitted her Thesis paper as well. 

She couldn't help but grin like a child since Dr Charles had praised her performance. He said she had to potential to be a Professor after the interview. The look on Dr Claire's face was priceless, so that coloured her smile even more.  

Sara had decided to waste her money on some star bucks and Mc Donalds today. She hopped excitedly inside Angela's office with big brown bags. 

"Lunchtime Dr Angel!" Sara beamed. 

"Can you not call me that stupid nickname?" Angela cringed. She could even feel the goosebumps climbing on her arm hearing it. 

"Oops! My bad!" The nickname was so popular now that Sara forgets how much Angela hated it. After placing the food on the table Sara sat on a swivel chair rubbing her tummy. 

"And you are preggy you know? You shouldn't run so carelessly," Angela chided. Sara is in her third month. And ever since Sara told her she is pregnant Angela had become annoyingly protective over her clumsy ass friend.  

"I'll take leave next month! I have to spend some time with my hubby you know?" Sara chomped on her big mac like a ravenous she-wolf. 

"That's good, Ben must have missed spending some quality time with you," 

"That's true...hey do you hear something ticking?" Sara asked. 

"What?" 

"Your Biological clock," Sara teased. 

"Oh cut the crap!" Angela snapped, scowling as she ate her Burger.

"I mean you are already 30! Your ovaries must be hating you right now!" Sara teased her relentlessly. The look on Angela's face was precious though. It was worth it. Jeez, these pregnancy hormones are making her wicked. 

"I don't want a relationship not now at least," Being a virgin at her age is like a rare disease. She had been in a relationship before in med school but it turned out her ex already had a girlfriend outside the country.

She couldn't forget the slap she had got from his girlfriend. The heat of her palm is still residing on Angela's left cheek.  

Ouch!  

Not that she shunned men. It was because most men desire a woman who can satisfy their physical needs. And even women do too. 

She wasn't a physical person and she could even appear resistant to those things. 

"You should try to find someone you know? There is plenty of fishes in the sea girl!" Sara ranted, The only person who had a problem with her being single is others. 

Angela perfectly took control of her life for over a decade and she never needed help from a man. For her, a husband was a luxury and she did not want that luxury in her life. 

"The sea is full of trash, my friend. If you keep ranting like this you will choke on your food!" Sara pouted at her retort.

Just as Sara was about to talk back Nurse Alina came running down to her office informing her that there is an emergency. And it was an accident. 

Sara let out a frustrated whine, she had not finished wolfing down her lunch yet and work had already come calling. They hurriedly packed their food back in the bag and stormed out to check on the patients. 

The large doors of the main building were swarmed by reporters. All of them were painstakingly controlled by the security team and there were also additional men trying to keep the paparazzi entering inside. She guessed they were the patient's bodyguards. 

"The patient must be a VIP," She heard Sara mutter behind her. Dr Dion found her; giving her a stern glare even though he didn't mean to. That's just the way he looked when there is a serious case. 

"The patient is Lucifer Camphell. The CEO of the Camphell Enterprises," Dr Dion explained hurriedly. "If we fail then we are dead, so no mistakes should be made. Understood?" Dr Charles ordered scanning everyone with his blaring eyes. 

"Yes, Dr!" 

 Anglea examined the man who is profusely bleeding from his head and his abdomen as well. Looked like he needed an urgent transfusion. 

The nurses were amazed at how handsome the man looked even at his dire state and even more amazed how Dr Angela was not fazed by his looks. Well, she is an adept person after all.

She instructed the nurses to check his vitals and his BP was too low. This is bad. He also had internal bleeding from the blunt trauma.

possible vitals heart rate 120 blood pressure 70 over 40 the blood pressure

He probably had internal bleeding after he was ejaculated from the helicopter. 

"Was he alone in the car?" She asked the man who had escorted the patients here. 

"No, his driver was with him too," He said, sounding hesitant. 

Another man came screaming emergency and this time in the stretcher was his driver. 

Angela gently tilted the oxygen mask and there was no smell of alcohol...

"How did the accident occur?" She inquired. 

"They were hit by a truck...we saw them and called the ambulance," He stated. She grimaced upon hearing this. What kind of a spineless person will leave them like this?

"Take them to the OT immediately!" Dr Dion commanded. The patients were taken to the OR for further treatment but Lucifer Camphell needed urgent AB- blood which was insufficient in their blood banks. 

The only other person who possessed AB- blood other than Lucifer was Angela. She agreed to the blood donation and after several tests, her blood was drawn out for the surgery. 

It was after the four-hour surgery Dr Charles and Dr Johnas had suggested moving him into the VIP ward.  

"IF we had not gotten the AB- blood then that man would have been goners," Said Dr Charles patting Angela's shoulders. Angela chuckled weakly maybe it was the man's luck that saved his life because his driver was already dead.