Jealous Rage

Getting back out of bed, she gets dressed and leaves, the taxi taking her to a local bar.

Nothing more than fun. Walking in, she orders a drink. Sitting, she looks around the room, she should feel guilty, but something tells her Lucifer won’t kill everyone who comes near her.

He will lie, make it seem like he will, but he won’t. She scans her eyes around the club, walking towards a guy, his eyes lighting up slightly, seeing her approach him.

“Dance?” Hell, she is crazy to test this out.

“Sure.” She watches as he places their drinks down, his hands pulling her closer. “You here alone?” He glances towards where she was standing drinking.

“I am. How about you?” He nods towards a small group of people.

“No, but I can be if needed.” Anais nods, her hands pulling him closer, her lips inches from his. She feels her body pushed back, her eyes on Lucifer as he faces the guy.