Embrace Of The Lucifer

Chapter 52

She read his writing and couldn't stop shaking her head along with her shivering body. This can't be

happening! He can't be in love with me.

She kept chanting this inside her head, it was unbelievable but unfortunately, it was true. Her body

went limp and she fell on the sofa with a loud thud. She thought she couldn't be more unfortunate now.

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with his house surrounded by guards and his vicious eyes that never even left her alone for a moment.

She squeezed her eyes shut for the 100th time in one hour and let the tears of sorrow and angst drop

down her eyes.

Lucifer's eyes opened slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, and wondering where did the thudding sound

come from. He squinted his eyes before opening them widely and found his August sitting on his sofa

with some papers in her hands. He threw his head back on the pillow and let out a low grunt.

Now what? She's gonna sit there and began her drama again?

Lucifer started to feel he had enough of her dramas, if she tried to escape from him one more time, he

wasn't planning to go slow on her anymore. Keeping her in the basement as her punishment should've

taught her a lesson, according to Lucifer. He was willing to give her time to adjust herself in her new

life, what else did she want? He had never done that for anyone before not even for his family.

She should be fucking grateful.

August didn't notice Lucifer waking up and getting out of his bed, he was still in his boxer as he walked

towards her. She was so engrossed by her thoughts that she had barely any moment to look around

her. It was as if her fate was playing with her, toying her life and squashing her freedom right in front of

her. It felt like a maze where she was lost for almost a year and still didn't find her way to get back to

normalcy. Normalcy that didn't exist in her life anymore.

The papers from her hands were taken by her oppressor and placed gently on the crystal-clear glass

table. That was when she looked up and saw him. His face, as usual, didn't hold any emotion.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned. What am I doing here? What does he think people do after

waking up? Find some ridiculous papers where they find out their tormentor is in love with them and

never going to let them go. What does it look like I'm doing? Sitting on his luxury sofa and staring at the

man who is standing above me thinking how my life would be from now on. If I would have my life

anymore, this man could kill me anytime he wanted.

For the worst, she could only utter these in her mind and not voice them out. She didn't have that much

courage to anger him, she was afraid he might hurt Caroline.

"N-nothing." She whispered and turned her face away. As much as it agitated Lucifer, he didn't tell her

anything.

"Okay. It's still very early. C'mon get some more rest, I have to leave for work in three hours." She

shook her head. She didn't want to go anywhere near Lucifer anymore, she felt her stomach turning

and she felt sick.

Lucifer passed her a death glare which immediately made her obey him without any more resistance.

But the fear in her never ceased. She had many questions in her mind, but there was that one question

that troubled her the most.

"Why?" She whispered. "Why me?" She continued. Lucifer stopped pulling her to the bed and looked at

her.

Is she really asking this question now? She still has no idea 'why' it's her?

Perhaps, it was better for August to not know the answer now. He ignored her and walked with her to

the bed and laid her down with him getting in the bed beside her.

August was too lost to repeat her question, so she gave in and closed her eyes and she hoped that all

of these were just a bad dream. She needed to wake up. So, she closed her eyes, letting a tear fall

from one eye, and soon she was lost in her dreamland.

****

He pinned her down on the bed and got on top of her. Her body was beneath him, her helpless hands

were tightly held by the devil himself making her winced in pain. His body was tightly pressed on hers.

"Accept it! You cannot fucking run away from me. You can NEVER escape from me. It would be better

for you if you just accept that your fate is with ME. You are mine!" She shut her eyes and sobbed

quietly beneath him. She knew she could never escape from him; she knew he would never let her go.

But that didn't stop her from trying. That would never stop her from trying.

She swallowed her fear and looked back at him with her tearful big eyes.

"I-I'm not yours! I can never be yours, master. I am just a maid who works in your house. Y-you have no

right to claim me yours like this." She threw back. It didn't shock Lucifer, it amused him. His fiery cat

was finally able to open her mouth in front of him.

His hand left her one hand only to stroke her cheeks, and it went from her cheeks to her lips. He

rubbed her bottom lip with his fingertips slowly, feeling the softness of her lips on his fingertips. He

leaned down and crashed his lips on hers, kissing her like there was no tomorrow.

His lips danced on hers, he was biting and sucking her bottom lip making her whimper. A few minutes

later, he let go of her. August was already panting when he released, she inhaled as much air as

possible.

They both stared at each other with an intensity that was hard to explain.

"You are mine, August. You were mine the moment I laid my eyes on you. You were mine when I saw

you for the first time when you opened the door for me. You were mine when I saved you from the guy

in the party who almost raped you..." He gritted at the bitter memory. "You were mine since the first

time my heart skipped a beat whenever I saw you...You are mine and you will always be mine." With

that, he kissed her lips again. She heard the unbuckling sound of his belt and her eyes widen in fear.

She pushed him as hard as possible but that didn't stop him.

In a blink of an eye, he tore her dress and once again claimed her as his.

****

A loud bloodcurdling scream filled in the silent room with the piercing sound of agony and distress. A

few beads of sweat were formed on her forehead, the red top was drenched in something cold and wet.

Her eyes were wide and her face was pale as if she had seen some ghost. Her mouth was parted

slightly and whimpers after whimpers escaped from in between her lips.

Someone entered the bedroom hurriedly and rushed towards her. "Ma'am, are you okay? I heard your

scream." August's eyes didn't leave a certain surface, they were sealed in one place. The young girl

who entered the room shook her body lightly. "Ma'am, please tell me what happened? Did you get

hurt?"

The scream shook everyone in the house. The maids were working downstairs when they heard her,

one of the maids rushed to the bedroom to check if August was okay. Before arriving at the penthouse,

Lucifer had strictly told them to look after August at any cost and if they failed to do so, they will lose

their job immediately, and not only that, Lucifer threatened to destroy any other chances of getting a job

somewhere else.

The maid sighed and helped August lay down on the bed. She was sweating everywhere and her body

was icy cold.

"Ma'am, shall I bring you a glass of water?" The girl gently asked her. Fortunately, that time August

could respond with a shake of her head. She turned away from the maid and recline on her sides. The

maid took that as a gesture to leave her alone. She didn't say anything further and left.

Whilst August stayed glued to the bed, traumatized about the dream she just had. It was one of the

most horrifying dreams she ever had, what more horrifying was that Lucifer could do that to her at any

time he wanted. It could be any day where she would lose her dignity, where she would lose her soul

and body to a monster. A Satan.

She didn't notice that she was alone in the room now. Looking at her surrounding, she got up from the

bed and stood on her feet. It took her all of her courage to walk towards the similar round glass table

and the sectional black leather sofa and the papers. She bit her bottom lip and sat down. Her curiosity

which was now had blended with her was expelling her into discovering more about her tormentor.

Wherefore, she picked up the papers and began to forage for something she didn't even know. Until

she picked up a random paper, it wasn't a regular white paper and the writings were not as clear as the

others but she could read it out.

Again, I perceived her.

She was wearing a blue hued blouse,

And pencil black skirt.

Her hair was loose,

The strands befitted the starry night.

She, once again, held a tray in her hands,

Reminding me, once again, who she was.

The barrier betwixt us didn't stop me,

From going close to her.

Albeit, her refusal injured my heart,

But I was unnerved.

I wanted her.

I needed her.

So, the next we met,

I grabbed her.

I held her against the wall

Mouth latched on her skin.

She cried.

She screamed.

But, as I mentioned, I wasn't ruffled.

I grabbed her face and kissed her hard.

I kissed her till I was satisfied.

I kissed her till I had enough.

But the concern was,

I never had enough,

Of her.