Blessing Eloho_1

“Missions are for servants and you are not a servant you are the queen of the underworld”
This is a story of a lady named Lucinda the bride of Lucifer the devil and live with him in hell. She keeps pestering him that she will like to go and explore earth, Lucifer grants her the wish but with a condition that she won’t fall in love with a human on earth or the outcome is death. Will she fall in love with a human? Will Lucifer end her life find out in the story?


LUCIFER'S HUMAN BRIDE 

Lucinda’s POV

His hand was soft and warm, his chest was broad, and his scent enchanted me.I can’t believe he shamelessly hugged me without waiting for my permission. What if my husband finds out I have started getting attracted to Ralph? He is not taking this Mr Jones's death very well. He is miserable and at the same time sad, I don’t know why men have to prove that they are strong. He can at-least cry to loosen the pain he feels inside.

I know, as a matter of fact, that this is my husband’s doing, or should I say, Lucifer. I grin, grabbing my dress. I am so livid.

I think I should go see Barbie. She must be hurt, but I don’t get this straight. Does the demon use her occasionally.

I looked at Ralph, who was still sleeping, and walked out of the office, closing the door slowly so as not to wake him up. I enter the elevator and press the button for Barbie's floor.

I arrived at her floor and walked into the office, I used my eyes to scan the place and stare at her. By now, Mr. Jones would have hovered around me asking for who I was looking for, but I guess you can’t see someone for a long time.

I walked to Barbie's desk and looked at her. She swiped a tissue beneath her eyes and pulled herself together, using it to clean her running nose. Her face was red. I feel guilty. are we just suspecting her or is there more to it? She didn’t look at me. She was busy crying. I had never seen her so helpless.

She tried to take another wiper and found out that she has used all the wipers in the box. I noticed a new set of wipers on a coworker's desk and took them from the desk, handing them to Barbie, who looked up at me.

"Go away." She scoffed, wiping her nose with the wiper.

"I know how you feel. I am sorry for the way Ralph treated you. I want to apologize on his behalf, " I said, looking keenly at her, and she continued crying. It was as if I had made things worse. I looked around and realized everyone was staring at us. They started murmuring

"Why is Barbie crying." an employee stated.

"I don’t know why she is crying. Do you think she is crying because Mr. Jones is dead." Another one added.

"I don’t know, but if that’s true, that means they were really close." Another one stated  I glare at them, narrowing my eyes at them, and they look away quickly.

I sat on Barbie's desk and pulled her into an embrace, hugging her upper body as she cried on my chest. She is so transparent, is she really innocent or is there more to it?

"I don’t know what I did to him that he wanted to kill me." She stated amidst tears as surprised as I am that she is clueless the more......

The hug