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My head felt like it's been beaten by a sledgehammer. I roll over in bed opening my eyes. A pair of bright purple orbs staring at me. Is Lucifer watching me sleep?

Up close I can see the piercing in his brow. A skull with red little diamonds on it. His bed hair look so damn sexy I want to run my fingers through them. Lucifer's tattoos were so beautiful I reached out with my fingers and gently touch the winged tattoo on his chest.

I hear the sharp intake of his breath.

My fingers continue tracing the outline of the wings. It trailed all around his chest down to his side. When I got there he grabbed my hand and held it for a whole minute then let go.

"It's beautiful," I started saying.

Lucifer grins getting out of bed. I watched him walk to the closet. In his hand is a black t-shirt, he slipped it on then smoothed his hair back.

"Do you recall anything last night?" He raised his pierced brow while the side of his mouth curled up.

I remember drinking too many wine then stumbling into Lucifer's room. After that I peeled off the dress- wait a minute.

"Oh no." I remembered.

The dumbest thing I did was covered my head with Lucifer's bedsheets. God. Remind me to never get drunk in front of Lucifer. What's more embarrassing is I told him I'm a virgin.

Way to go Celine Harthway.

Did Lucifer leave? The room is eerily silent. Slowly, I withdrew the blanket over my head to take a peak. He's standing at the end of the bed grabbing the ends of the blanket and yanked them off of me. Lucifer tosses them to the side.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about your virtue." He says.

I need that blanket now more than ever because I'm pretty sure I'm blushing. Who the hell even says virtue anymore?

Lucifer's leaves before I could utter a reply.

Good. He's gone.

Now what am I going to do today? Is there anything in Hell that's interesting to see? Might as well explore the Underworld if I'm permanently staying here. Maybe I should summon Crimson. I've grown quite fond of the hellhound.

I forced my body out of Lucifer's gigantic bed to head straight towards the wardrobe to find something decent to wear. There is nothing but dresses. I'm a T-shirt and shorts kinda girl.

Later, I'll speak to Lucifer to get rid of these dresses and replace them with T-shirts and shorts or skinny jeans. Yeah, I like that idea even better. Oh! My favorite types of pajamas too.

I found a red sundress that's quite beautiful along with matching sandals. Once dressed, I brushed my teeth and French braid my hair. Now I'm good to go.

There were no guards stationed at the door. Servants with marks on their foreheads were cleaning the hallway and dusting off the paintings as I continue to walk down the hall. Some pushing carts full of bedsheets and towels.

If memory serves me right, I believe the dining room is straight down the hall passing the ballroom that is located on the left and across from it is the dining area. I saunter my way in my eyes searching for Lucifer. He's nowhere to be seen. Sitting at the dining table were the rulers of Nine Circles of Hell.

Alviruz, Lord of Lust, is the one who notices me smiling from ear to ear. I smiled back directing towards the head of the table.

"Have you seen Lucifer?" I asked him.

"Not yet, we're all waiting for His Highness."

I said nothing else looking at each of the rulers.

The one on the left side of the table is male with long horns above his brow. There is a gold band circling his head. His skin looks reptilian with oozing bumps. Can I say eww? He definitely needs some acne cream. In front of him, lies a huge bowl full of-

My hand went to my mouth trying not to gag. There were worms wiggling inside the bowl along with eyeballs and possibly detached fingers. It's full of unappetizing junk. Conceivably, he could be the Lord of Gluttony.

Beside him is another male who looks a bit human except that his eyes are fiery red, no pupils. He opens his mouth to speak to the person sitting across from him and holy freaking shit his tongue slithers out like a snake.

Immediately, I avert my eyes to see who's he talking to and it's Queen Kasna. The blue skinned demon bitch I don't like.

Where in the hell is Lucifer? Pun intended.

He arrives once I finish the thought. Walking along beside him is Crimson. Hello Celine.

A smile broke out my face. Once he got to my side I rubbed behind his big ears. Since he's so huge he has to sit down for me to pet him. Lucifer sits besides me and whispers in my ear,"You've grown fond of Crimson." His warm breath tickled my ear causing me to shiver.

And I fond of Celine.

That put a smile on my face.

Lucifer greeted his guests and started talking about a coup that's trying to lead a rebellion against him. I focused more on eating my breakfast not caring what the others are talking about.

What I care about the most is how I'm some part of this prophecy. Am I even human? How can someone like me bring Heaven and Hell down to its knees? Or the prophecy could be misinterpreted.

Lucifer said he won a bet over me.  He beat God. I've always believed the big man upstairs but how did He lose?

"Celine."

I got lost in my own thoughts not paying attention to who called my name.

"Did you say something?" I asked Lucifer.

"What were you thinking about?" He raised a brow.

I realized it was just the two of us at the table. Crimson seem to have left my side some time ago. We were sitting so close to each other I could feel his body heat.

"Definitely not you," I rolled my eyes.

"You sure about that?" He replies.

His purple eyes roam my face stopping at my full lips. I couldn't help but lick them. There was hunger in his eyes. The way he's looking at me right now makes me want to squirm but I refrain from doing so. I don't want him to notice how much he is having an affect on me.

Why do I feel such an attraction towards him? A pull you could say. Lucifer is beautiful indeed but it's not just his physical appearance I'm captivated by. I don't know how to explain it.

"I'm sure," I said softly.

Lucifer grins and stood up. He held his hand out for me to grab. I take it and he leads me out the dining room.

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." Lucifer wiggles his eyebrows.

Why do I sense that I'm not going to like his 'surprise'?