•FIVE•

The dress is a two piece the color of scarlet red. There is a slit on the right side of my leg from my mid thigh to the bottom of my feet. The top piece is strapless and you can see the top curve of my breasts. If I raise my hands up you can see my stomach clearly.

I'm not the type to be modest. Well no man has ever seen me naked so I take that back but I love how I look. Everyone should love how they look. We're all beautiful. Fat, skinny or too thin is all beautiful. It's our perfect image.

My hair, dark as night, is carefully pulled into a bun with two strands of curls on either side of my face. I found makeup in the drawer and did a smokey eye look. Now I look perfect.

I did a glance over in the mirror when there was a knock. My heels made a clacking sound as I saunter my way to answer the door.

Lucifer did a double take on my outfit. He took his time gazing at my head to my feet then his purple orbs set on my lips which I was biting. Lucifer staring at me like that feels like a turn on to me which caused me to bite my bottom lip.

A minute has gone by then his eyes settled on my blue ones.

Hot damn! He looks so handsome in a black tux. His long hair tousled around his face in waves which is sexy. But his scent...sandalwood and smoke. I might even lose my virginity to the Devil. Ha I'm kidding. Maybe.

"Like what you see?" I teased, remembering he said the same to me last night.

Lucifer pulled me closer to him whispering in my ear. "What are you doing to me?" I frowned in confusion. Mmm his scent so intoxicating. My hands were firmly pressed against his stomach. I could feel how hard his abs are. My cheeks turned pink I'm sure of it.

He let me go, grabbing my hand leading me towards the ballroom.

I can feel the vibration of the orchestra playing. Once I walked in, I caught my breath. Diamond shaped crystal chandeliers spiraled down from the arching red ceiling. Mortals and Demons seemed in sync with the music. Their dresses and tuxes were illuminating across the polished dance floor. The aroma of the ballroom smelled off jasmine and hyacinth perfume along with men cologne and smoke.

Everyone turn their eyes on Lucifer and I. In their gaze, I see confusion. Probably wondering why a pure soul like me is in Hell among the damned. I feel like a bug underneath a microscope. Lucifer flashes his dazzling bad boy smile and they turn their heads completely forgetting that we were the center of attention.

That. Was. Awkward.

Lucifer guides me to a table where nine people with crowns atop their heads were seated at. My eyes set on each and every one of them finally stopping at someone I'm familiar with. Queen Kasna. She looked me up and down. Yeah, I am that beautiful.

I try not to roll my eyes at her but Lucifer pulls out a chair for me. I sat down. He sits beside me. We both were at the head of the table looking over the Nine rulers of Circle of Hell.

"What do you have here, Lucifer?" A voice rumbles.

"Alviruz, ruler of Lust," Lucifer introduces.

Alviruz is quite handsome. No wonder he's the leader of Lust. Dark brown hair with hazel colored eyes. He's really built with huge muscles and biceps. Damn. Although he's the ruler of lust, I'm only lusting after one man. I bet you can guess who.

"Celine Harthway," I dipped my head.

Alviruz hazel eyes trail along from my face to my breasts. There was hunger and need. My dark blue eyes glanced at Lucifer. His jaw is set. I wonder why?

"Quite breathtaking, isn't she?" Lucifer stated.

Okay. I'm definitely blushing because Lucifer just admitted that I'm beautiful.

Alviruz agrees while Queen Kasna scoffed. I rolled my eyes. Lucifer introduces me to all the members at the table. Some were curious and some didn't care. They all can sense that I'm different but they only know I'm a pure soul.

After that, Lucifer announced that we should be dancing. The Nine Circles of Hell stood up from their seats to find a dance partner on the ballroom floor.

Dancing is not one of my talents. I can waltz but that's about it. Damn I'm going to embarrass myself in front of everyone. I'm surprised my ass can walk in heels. Someone's toes will get stabbed tonight.

Lucifer left to who knows where. He left me sitting at the table alone. Well screw him. I'll find someone else to dance with. My eyes scan the room for possible unavailable men. All of which seem to be occupied.

The king of Lust strides his way towards me. Standing in front of me he held his hand out. "May I take this dance?"

"Yes you may but I'm warning you. I might leave a hole through your foot." Alviruz chuckles, taking my hand anyway leading me to the dance floor.

We stood in front of each other. His hand on my hip while the other hand collided with mine while my other hand on his shoulder.

"Just move in sync with me. Let your feet guide you." He says in my ear.

Let me not mess this up I prayed. Oh shit. I shouldn't pray in Hell right?

He smells of mint and smoke. What's the deal of people smelling like smoke? But it's a good combination smell. Like Lucifer.

Our feet moved in sync. I followed Alviruz's every move. Not once did I mess up. Wow. I'm quite proud of myself. He spins me around which was exhilarating and fun. I laughed.

"You seem to be having fun," Alviruz smiles.

"I'm actually proud that I didn't step on your feet."

He chuckles spinning me again but this time he let go. I stopped spinning when someone planted their hands on my hips. It was Lucifer with a wide grin on his handsome face.

"Miss me?"

"No." Yes.

"Liar."

I rolled my eyes. We continue to dance. He's a perfect dancer. His moves were graceful and smooth. Our bodies felt like we were melded together as one. To be honest with you, it felt like I was happy in this moment.

The moment ended when the music stopped.

Lucifer walked us back to the table. I drank the last bit of wine in my wine glass. The other rulers were eating and drinking. Alviruz kept glancing at me. He is truly handsome but my eye is on Lucifer. Why am I so attracted to the Devil?

The night was long. Demons and damned souls began to disperse. The orchestra stopped playing. I guess the party is over. I'm not sure how many glasses of wine I drank but I feel woozy and good like I smoked some weed.

The Circles of Hell left to their rooms while Lucifer takes me to his bedchamber.

Is she drunk, Master?

"Woah, where'd you come from Crimson." I slurred.

"She's definitely under the influence." Lucifer says.

Goodnight, Celine. Give Master hell.

I giggled and Lucifer flipped a finger to Crimson.

Crimson disappears in smoke. Huh? I never noticed that. Lucifer opens the door for me because my hands were fumbling around the knob. Whew I got to stop drinking. I can't even think straight.

I kicked off my heels. Lucifer left to the bathroom as I continue to undress myself. Without even thinking, I was fully naked and Lucifer walked into the room his mouth wide open.

There was a look in his eyes. A want.

"Like what you see?" I teased.

"Let's just say I like the drunk version of you." He grins grabbing a gown for me.

"Am I terrible sober?" I crossed my arms under my breasts which caused them to jiggle. Lucifer stared his mouth slightly parted.

"Fuck," he whispers.

Damn. He sounded so sexy swearing. I'm so horny right now but I'm intoxicated. I'll end up regretting it.

"Not going to be any of that." I signaled my finger no. "I'm a virgin."

As soon as I said it I covered my mouth. Fuck! My cheeks feel hot. Lucifer's expression is surprised. But then his purple eyes were brighter than ever.

"Put this on," his voice sounded husky. Oh my.

I did as I told. Climbing into bed, Lucifer took his suit jacket off then the shirt but left the pants on. He climbed into bed scooting closer to me. Soon as my head hit the pillow I was out but before my eyes closed I heard him say.

"You are mine to touch."