Chapter 8 Chapter 8

'When I searched for the destination of love, then I only found the dust of grief.

When I desired for songs of love, them I only recieved cold sighs'

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Darkness.

It was like I was wholly engulfed by darkness. I couldn't see a thing, my eyes were not supporting me. My head was hurting and my body was aching.

I tried again to open them and groaned as bright rays of sun blinded me.

Blinking away the blurness, I yawned before stretching my arms over my head. I gasped as my vision adjusted and I came face to face with my reality.

The dark walls of room looked familiar along with sheets I was wrapped in.

I jumped when I realised where I was.

"No, no, no!" I panicked as I quickly pulled the duvet off of me as I immediately rushed towards the door. Astonishment washed over me as door opened easily. It wasn't locked.

I thanked the heavens for that before rushing out of the room. My breathing hitched as familiar walls of hallways welcomed me. Same portraits, same painting, familiarity was dancing in front of my eyes.

This can't be possible!

But it was! I was here again. I was again in this godforsaken place I dreaded and hated with everything in me. I was not ready to trapped here again. I couldn't believe he brought me here with him!

I passed the hallways in rush and almost tripped over the stairs as I terrifyingly descended down the stairs. Cold marble floor scrapped against the bare feet. Everything was same like before, nothing was changed, yet so different.

Where was the freaking door?!

I turned right as door came into view. I was no longer walking, it was like I was running a marathon. It was open and I never felt this happy.

I had taken only few steps towards the door before and arm was smacked around my waist as I was hoisted up from the floor.

"LEAVE ME!" I screamed as I kicked my legs in every direction. The arms holding me loosened as I fell on the floor with loud thud. This was not a heroic landing, my knees ached as they scraped against the floor.

"Fuck!" The voice growled and that's when I saw blood drops on the floor. I looked behind me, breathing heavily, trying to see who it was.

Draven knelt onto the ground, clutching his nose as blood seeped through it. And I realised I had kicked him in his face.

You deserved it!

Without wasting second, I quickly got up and ran towards the door but like always luck never seemed to be on my side. Michael stood in front of me with arms crossed over his chest and I wondered was he always this bulky?

"Get away!' I snarled as he raised his brows.

"Make me." He smirked and I never hated men this much in my life.

I heaved in anger as my nostrils flared and I ran towards the door. I knew he was stronger but I couldn't lose without giving a fight, right?

I almost fell down as out of nowhere Draven stood in front of me with his majestic speed, wiping the blood from his nose. I gasped clutching my heart.

"Sorry, sweetheart. But we couldn't afford you to leave now, do we?" He smiled charmingly but I knew what he was behind this good boy facade of his.

"Let me leave!" I snarled in frustration as he walked towards me, sighing.

"I wanted to do this in a sincere way but you're stubborn." He said as he grabbed my arm before dragging me towards the stairs. I screamed as I looked over my shoulder at Michael who was smirking.

On short note, what the fuck Draven was doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be Lucifer's enemy? Or did they just kissed and made up?

"YOU LUNATIC SON OF A BITCH! LEAVE ME!" My screams were echoing but Draven wasn't hearing them. He dragged me all along the hallways as he opened the familiar doors of Lucifer's bedroom.

"No!" I cried out as he pushed me inside before locking the door from outside.

"Now, be a good girl and don't try to escape. And for your knowledge," he said from other side of the door as I banged on it. "Elijah's in the dungeons."

I stopped.

Wait!

"What?!" I shouted but instead of answering, I heard retreating footsteps. Moron was gone.

No, no, no!

Elijah!

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"Your father send another letters, Lord Lucifer."

"Do me a favor and burn that fucking piece of annoyance."

"But-"

Alatar closed his mouth as Lucifer raised his brow. His ivy galore made Alatar gulp hard as he nodded in response.

"I will, Lord Lucifer."

Lucifer curlty nodded as Alatar walked away with letter in his hand. He wondered why bother to wrote a letter when his son wasn't going to read them.

Lucifer sighed as he rubbed his temples. He was getting frustrated by all the shit his father was trying to pull. He knew his father wanted him to rule his kingdom, at Argon but Lucifer no longer answered to his father.

He refused to leave Reynes for something he was never a part of.

He sighed again, pouring himself another glass of vodka as he gulped it down in one go.

Lucifer sensed presence behind him as he sipped on his next glass.

"How's the child?" He asked.

"Sandra's taking care of him. What about my brother? You going to leave him? Or..." Draven let his sentence hang in air.

Lucifer didn't turned around but he knew he needed to make a decision.

"I have some business with him." He muttered nonchalantly. Draven breathed out before settling himself on couch.

"The child's not his, you know that, right?" Draven quiped.

"I know."

"What?! Then why the fuck di-"

"He eloped with her! He knew what she meant to me and had the audacity to keep her away from me." Lucifer grumbled like it was all Elijah's fault.

"And what exactly does she mean to you?" Draven tilted his head as he saw Lucifer's back muscles tensing as he drank, without glancing his way.

"I don't know."

"Ah! Bullshit!"

"Rein you tongue, Draven!" Lucifer snarled as he clenched this first tightly.

What did she mean to him?

He was still struggling to find answer to this question. He only knew one thing, she was his and he didn't wanted to lose her.

But was this really love or something else.

"Anyways, did you find your sister?" Lucifer asked avoiding the topic. But for how long would he avoid this?

"She's no where to be found. I wonder if she's really involved." Draven shrugged his shoulders before standing up and walked towards where Lucifer was sitting.

Lucifer looked towards him as he narrowed his eyes.

"What's on your face?" Lucifer inquired as he tilted his head back, slightly leaning against the chair.

"Oh! Beauty!" Draven grinned looked down at Lucifer who rolled his eyes and asked again.

"Your little wildcat tried to escape. I on the other hand, stopped her. This is wound of battle I just won." Draven said grinning as he poured himself drink.

"What?!" Lucifer snarled as his hand slammed against the table making the bottles shook. Draven immediately caught the bottle before it could break and raised his brows at Lucifer.

"What, what?"

"She's awake and you're telling me this now?!" Lucifer growled angrily as he immediately stood up before walking towards the door as Draven immediately stood in front of him.

"Calm down! She's in your room. She isn't going anywhere." Draven reasons as lucifer gave him his coldest icy glare.

"Fuck off!" He snarled as he pushed past Draven and walked towards his room. He so badly wanted to saw her and hold her. Every stride was taking him closer to her and he wanted nothing more than to say her angelic face.

He immediately undo the locks as he opened the door. His eyes roamed around the room as he narrowed his eyes. Anger bubbled inside him like volcano as his eyes landed on his once well maintained room. He knew who was the culprit.

The room was nothing like before. The tables were turned upside down. The glass cases and painting were shattered all around the room amd sheets were tore opened with everything broken or out of place.

Overall, room was a mess.

Sarah looked at his face as she smiled inwardly. She wanted to make him feel like she was feeling. But her way was different.

But her victory was short lived as his eyes looked at her. She felt her heart beat race as her body trembled as his eyes flickered to crimson colour.

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Flight or fight mode kicked in and I couldn't decide what should I do. He was near the door so it was hard for me to run and fight! I couldn't even touch single hair on his body!

"I-"

"Shut up!" He growled as he walked towards me. Every step he took, made me realised that I was fucked up. I backed away and when my back collided with wall, my breathing shortened.

His eyes was flickering between red and blue as his fists clenched tightly and muscles of his body were rippling through his shirt. His jaw twitched as he flashed me his sharp canines.

What should I do?!

I almost stopped breathing when he was like few feet away from me. I clutched the material of my dress tightly as I waited for him to hit me. But like earlier, the hit never came instead he stood there breathing heavily and closed eyes. He ran his hand through hair hairs and it looked like he was trying to control himself.

"Why must you test my patience like this?" He muttered with clenched teeth.

I wanted to ask this question too.

Why must you have to test me like this?!

But I stayed quiet.

I was smart, yea?

"I-I'm s-"

"I said shut up!" I jumped started when his voice boomed within these four walls. I was as scared as mouse. I hadn't even realised that my body was shaking. He was someone who could made me scared by just looking at me with his fiery red eyes.

I gulped down my courage and tried myself not to shake.

He closed the distance between us as he opened his eyes. They were no longer red but his usual icy blue. I felt him moving closer till there was no space left between us. I lowered my eyes as he raised his hand and stroked my cheek.

What was wrong with him?

I didn't moved as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. My heart beat frantically rose and my breathing become hazardous as he picked me up. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck gasping a she walked towards the bed. All the memories of past came rushing in as he placed me gently on bed and it didn't took long for me to scramble away.

I knew what was going on in his mind. He wanted to-

I felt the sheets move beneath me Lucifer got into the bed next to me. I immediately felt the possessive pull of hands on my body as Lucifer tugged down my dress and pushed his face into my neck.

Tears formed as I felt myself again helpless. All he wanted was to use my body for his pleasure. How could he stoop so low? Then again, he always was like this.

His hands palmed my breasts over my dress as sob escaped my lips. He suddenly paused and looked up at me with raised brow.

He breathed out before cursing and looked at me, "..May I?"

WHAT?!

I blinded at him in shock. "A-are you asking me?"

"...unfortunately" He muttered.

I looked at him in blatant confusion. "W-what if I say no?"

I gulped as he searched my eyes if he already knew what my answer would be. "..then I'll respect your wish..."

Was this a joke?

"Then no," I said abruptly. "I don't want to have sex with you!"

I blinked in confusion as he grumbled in frustration. He reluctantly peeled himself off of me and stood from the bed.

He nearly gave me a heart attack as he leaned down and gently kissed my forehead. "Get some rest. I'll send soe.one to take care of the message you created."

He breathed out through his nose as he gasped down at me. "..Don't make this a habit.." He said before he again leaned forward and pushed his lips against mine before he walked outside the door, closing behind him.

I stared at the door as if expecting him to barge back in and take me against my will. But instead I heard his retreating footsteps.

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Lucifer let out a frustrated sigh as he adjusted his pants, still tight from the erection he had.

"How did it went?" Draven asked leaning against the table.

"..well, I guess..." He said nonchalantly, reading paper came from council.

"I wa-"

"YOU FUCKING MORON! COME OUT!" Draven looked confused at lucifer who was as clueless as him. Both of them moved towards the voice which was coming from entrance as both used their vampire speeds.

"What-"

Draven didn't knew what happened as he was tackled to the ground as rain of punches rained over him. He tried to dodge as another punch landed on his already bruised nose.

"Fuck! Not my fucking nose!" He growled as his jaw cracked with another punch.

"YOU'RE FUCKING PATHETIC!"

"Stop!" Draven rolled over as he dodged another puch.

"Where is he?!"

"Is this a way to say hello to your brother, Victoria?" Draven wiped blood from his face as he looked at fuming victoria.

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