CHAPTER Twenty Eight ~ Lust

  Ashlyn's POV

  "And you," Lucifer grabbed my arm in a painful grip as he stared at me with venomous eyes. "What punishment do you think it's best for you for thinking you had the guts to leave?" He demanded.

  I shook before him not just for the fear of him but for the fact that I would have lost the only person good to me in this whole world just seconds ago.

  "Do to me whatever you deem fit. There's nothing out there to yearn for." I said to him. There was no escaping this. I should not have had hopes when I saw Darius. I was stuck in this life of mine. Stuck in Glasgow and worst of all stuck as a whore to Lucifer for the rest of my life. If I was suicidal, I would have killed myself a long time ago.